Adrift, And All Alone
Why did we go our different ways?
You said you missed me, I heard you say.
Yet, you didn’t come to get me.
I guess you wanted to be free.
Life isn’t right when you’re not around.
You keep me firmly anchored to the ground.
You’re someone I can cling to.
When I need guidance to make it through.
I hope you didn’t think I was needy.
Even though I wanted you to feed me.
I get carried away with flighty ideas.
You calm me, especially when people see us.
You are a beacon in a stormy sea.
I focus on you and I am free.
I am not adrift on any old current.
I feel grounded, even if you weren’t.
Someday, our paths may cross again.
I will always consider you a friend.
But, I feel we could be so much more.
If you only won’t walk out the door.
——————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)