I can't look at us in the same way anymore.
The same dull light, where we were unnoticed
or placed in marked boxes. Set aside.
No, not anymore...
There is definitely something going on.
I have to keep on telling myself:
People are simply intricate.
There is no rest from these feelings.
Though, I don't want them gone.
Even when I am alone. Even in the noise.
I still think about them.
It is far from a comfortable feeling.
It sinks inbetween my ribs.
I know what my heart is for.
He placed it there. I can't look away now.
~Thought on a Thought
Photo: Nate Kaiser
"I long to set the captives free..." -JLF