In This Tortured Moment

I look forward to the day
when you are just you
and I am just me

and we both look upon the other
fondly with no attachment.

I want the day to arrive where
you are not the first thought
I have of upon waking....
or the last sweet thought before sleep.

And the day will come where
we will no longer reach out for each other
as if we are both afraid of losing each other.

And the touches we share now
that say, "I'm here and I love you.",
will become, "I'm here and I'm there for you."

My consuming desire to have you in my orbit
and keep you close when we are with each other
will fade to the point of practically pushing you
into the arms of another.

Our embraces will contain
only the most minute remembrance
of a love we almost had.

Our souls will still recognize each other
but without the entanglements
of our hearts getting in the way.

At some point, I will no longer love you
as I do now,
but my heart will forever be etched
by the connection we have shared.

For today though.....I miss you.

And some days it hurts to the point of tears,
knowing that we both need to let go;
sensing the inevitable, mourning the loss
and feeling the distance
you deliberately place between us
in order to live your life
less complicated by my presence.