intertwined
i won’t go far.
i won’t leave you too often. this is only part of the sacrifice i have to make.
i won’t leave too much for you to handle. you can live with my spirit in your heart. that’s what i know we’re both capable of.
i will go, but i won’t go far. that’s what i know i’m capable of. take my wings and i’ll fly back towards you. the cage is not all that i know, but the cage is what i call my home.
i see a rope and throw it at the roadside, thinking that it’s just another piece of rubbish waiting for it’s own demise.
you see the ends? the frayed knot? the frizzy manila hair poking out? they’re all parts of this single thing we called rubbish.
i can glance back at this rope and think that it’s really not one single thing, but multiple pieces of strings twisted together to form a strong bond.
maybe the rope is something i shouldn’t overlook, as it has to give meaning to us, right?
i will go, and i will still go. i will not go far.
i will see this rope and think, “we’re intertwined like that.”
we are. no matter how far i go, we are still intertwined.
the bond that we’ve created for each other does not hold me down, rather it fuels my need to reach new heights for you. these new heights for me to wing to and bring you too.
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i’m part of this own dream that i make for myself, with the sole propriety that you’re really in it.
you, a part of my dream. a dream within a dream.
the rope i looked at before makes sense now.
it’s a symbol for us being together despite the twists and bents. despite the knots and frays. it’s still held together. perhaps we are really stronger as one?
i may leave. i may leave again. and again.
but this dream of mine with you in it i will bring, and it will be brought within the confines of my heart.
i have my old dreams, now i have you.
i look forward and look at these windows i pass by. the rope makes sense.
we really are intertwined, and i cannot stress the fact that i’m stronger with you.
i have my dreams. my dreams will make me leave. i love my dreams.
you’re in it. a huge part of it. perhaps one of many that give me the reason to strive forward and fly higher. perhaps one of the main reasons why my rope won’t break.
i will come back. i will come back to you. always.
i was your new dream, and you were mine.
