Tug of war

   
   
                 the spectrum of my days are ridiculous;    
         though I typically tend to fall some where in between,    
                leaning towards a dark tone;    
 though the light hits me, now and then....when it does;    
          I'd desperately want it to stay that way; especially    
         when one notices the smile of another happy soul;    
              
   
              often seen as quiet and serious....    
                feel as though I could pull you in,    
            only just to eventually push you away;    
            no matter how much, I'd want you to stay....  
          as if I'm just wired that way  
   
   
        so if I've passed you in a hallway full of eyes,  
       I apologize; maybe could have been a special moment;  
      doubt tugs at one's collar, as I may aim to pull away....  
      social normalcy has never been a tailor made suit....  


     the distant truly want to reach and be reached,
      without causing road blocks, or traffic jams....