Guitarman

I lost my power, myself, my balance when I met you

I felt me leaving slowly, letting you be my purpose

And it was familiar

This is comfortable to feel vulnerable and small

Like a little girl

She is so cute and wants to be adored

But you can’t do that

For you, I am there only to adore you 

All the questions, interest and flirting

Seems like it is all about me

But it is not 

Just when I start to believe it is real

You pull away and a big part of me goes with you

Leaving only a giant hole

Like a crater coming from up from the ground cracking open 

Like falling into a well

Inside this well it is dark and cold

I am scared and crying

After a period of time I compose myself, feel better and 

I see a hand 

Your hand reaching for me

But when I try to grasp it

You pull it away 

And I fall again, even deeper into the well

I lay there exhausted and depleted and then

I see your hand again

But I remember

I am a strong rock-climbing feminine force of nature

I can climb my way out of here

So I ignore your hand and I climb

It is very hard and slippery and hard to hold onto

And your hand is there again

But I don’t want to lose my grip or my footing

So I don’t take your hand this time

I am still climbing but I can see the light above me and I know I will make it out 

And I am grateful I only knew you for a short time