the natural order

friendship

This go around,
We were two ships passing.
Trying so hard to meet at the corner of familiarity, tradition, “then”.
I love her.
She’s family.
Family that was #1 and now is, well, tertiary.
Life has changed.

Time has contracted, in and out, without our even knowing it.
Before our eyes.
While we were distracted.
Amidst evolution.

The natural order of things…

I want to say it’s going to be OK.
I want to say We will always be.
I want to say intimacy is our best friend.

But it’s not, right?
Action speaks louder than words and what I can see is — this is not our priority anymore.

You come to me in meditation, eyes closed and heart open.
A kind of emotional clean up unfolds as the heart leads the mind, twice a day and still it’s a rarity in my day.
Heart asks, “What happened to her?”

Good question.
My heart swells at reconnecting.
That’s a sign, right?

I love you.
I’m thinking of you.
Let’s FaceTime, some time.
Get back in line with the natural order of things.
Liza Fernandez