your place…in me

i go there often. always when i’m alone.

a soft place in my soul that feels sharp in my heart.

so much is what is good and pleasurable.

so much is painful and scary.

i can’t stay away. not that i want to. i don’t.

going there and feeling the pain hurts less than not going.

i guess.

i’ve never thought of not going.

we built it together you and i. good times, laughtersome tears.

lately i go there empty – with nothing to leave.

i wonder if my neediness will rob it. leave it bare.

do you ever go?

{{{{{{{patalija}}}}}}} Lovely, effective writing of such deep sweet sadness …

~Voyageur

October 5, 2002

I am sure your bank of life is full of many riches. Thanks for your thoughtful note about the strange moments in life.

Chalandra

We seem to be traveling in the same circles!

*tx

October 6, 2002

The last sentence/question really says it all. What a deep void that can be at times. Felt like I went strolling around inside your mind in this … and mine. Guess it’s a common ground isn’t it.

gray tabby

such saddness beautifully written.

Ollie

October 7, 2002

Dear patalija, your words are very tender, my heart is full. Thank-you for the note. Hugs,

MJ+

What a perfect phrase! ‘A soft place in my soul that feels sharp in my heart.’ Captures the feeling exactly.

gel

(((Patalija)))