Part II: Opposites are Supposed to Attract

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To the girl
with a damaged heart:
I envy your classic
experiences
that will gain you
wisdom
but you just
see pain.
I must admit
I cannot agree
with the actions
you commit to
to such a degree
where your world
spins out of control
because you
let go.
You've erased the moral
you once stuck true
and now you've
ripped out
the positive
You invite
the negative
and like a magnet
it gravitates
towards you.
I applaud.
You do it so well
and though you
drown in your
emotions:
your pain
your anger
your sadness
you mask it
amazingly
to the only girl
who supposedly
is your trusted
companion.
But now I find
doubt
because you do
without us
without bother.
I ponder this
and why
I pry
though I wish
I didn't
because it hurts like
you are hurting now.
We used to stick
but now we face
opposite sides
like magnets
like shore to shore:
me,
a
sea
in
between
you,
and I.
I reach
my hand outwards
My fingers extend
searching for
your fingers
so we can connect
and rewire the
fuse that
we once ignited.
But you seem
to fight it
You seem
to turn your back
and answer
to only yourself.
I wait on the beach
and understand please,
I do not preach,
I just wish to seek
your shore
but I don't understand you
being meek
and as the Beatles would so famously say,
I just want to hold your hand.

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Just talk to me.
I told you I'd always
always
be here.