Our strength grows out of our weaknesses

a song
amiss
an emotion
a demand
a feeling
an experience
a thought
a relation
a sense
void


you and i
we have been such

my urge to love is such
our distance is such.
there is something strong in
incompleteness,
future
possibilities
options

i have read somewhere,
'we can choose our past and future'

what do i do?

do i tell you,
what i feel for you?
do i wait,
and see if really i do?
do i love you?

i have passed the phase
(at least so would i like to believe)
to ask questions like,
'what is love'?
(i think these are pseudo questions,
with rather dynamic answers,
hence should not hold us at those)

the urge of openness
and the demand of intimacy
the need of company
and ego of being incomplete
complex and simple
conflicts and smoothness

where am i heading?
where are we heading?
do you have any idea?
i don't know...
i really don't know...

the evening is such...