Thursday, November 19, 2015

Ingebjørg Bratland - Klokkene kallar

I saw you today, while I was bringing my son home from his mission where he works.  I like to swing past your street and look down it to see if your truck is there, your beautiful truck that I will never be invited to ride in.  I did not expect to see you, but I saw you in passing as we rounded the corner of your street to turn into ours. 

You did not acknowledge me as usual but that is okay.  You don't have to.  No one has to like me really.  I have a duty to my permanent relationships to fulfill.  Even though I want a permanent relationship with you, it is a selfish desire on my part.  Maybe they don't want a relationship with you. 

As we passed, I watched your blue truck pass away from me down the street and I continued to our place. I guess all we were ever meant to be in this life are people who pass by each other.

I love your face, and your presence in this world no matter how you feel about me, and I will stay away from you so I will not offend your eyes.



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