Oh, oh my love!!!

Reading and thinking,

A whirlwind of feeling, 

and it was so easy to fall into comfortable silence,

but then that terror comes.

That terror, of trying to escape from yourself,

desiring to scream at the world,

and laugh and live

To realize you might not be able to.

It grips you and makes you feel that chaos,

that beautiful vibrancy in the human mind.

And all those wonderful, brilliant words

that you can create, and arrange, and display

but then love seems so fruitless, 

and oh so wonderful because you can create,

but oh oh oh, that distraction

from that desire to do so much more,

hold that picket sign and march with those, 

strong enough to believe in a future.

Because it seems that desire and contentment,

do not go hand in hand

and it breaks my heart,

because I have to choose

to fight for future, or fight for you.

And it seems I don't quite know

how to unite the two.

It seems, 

I may not be clever enough for you, 

as clever as I may (or may not) be. 

More importantly, I am still trapped in myself, 

because I am trapped in you. And, oh, now,

Now I understand it,

that desperate struggle for future,

for meaning.

And that old saying,

and why it goes, 

"Oh, oh my love!!!"