I’m in a flurry
Surrounded by love and
would-be lovers
This life has become a storm
I’ve committed to standing
Being stationary
and my spirit can not cope
It craves mystery
Wonder
I don’t believe in second chances
Because I don’t believe
Things truly end
They cycle
Reflect – then
Carry on
There’s energy in
Beginning though
Maybe that is what
Draws me to them
It’s a dangerous kind of
Addiction