un-static relationships

i use to think that things would remain the same forever. the optimist inside my brain says they will. the realest in my gut says they won't. which do i listen to? i use to think friends would stay friends the way they were before. not so. our environments change, our dreams evolve, entering into explosive realms of endless diversions. the people we meet daily, each with the potential to be our friends, are never like the first time you meet. years later with time's perspective appear backlogs of grudges and regret. nostalgia for the way things were before, when you couldn't see. boxes set up neatly on our bookshelves waiting ready for people to climb into them. ready to be stored in the growing libraries of the mind. this is how i found you, this is what you'll be. stay there, don't you dare climb down, be still. oh what surprise when we escape the very limits of the boxes we've created. we are so much more, more than our own creations. transcending the very limits that we set before. escaping the pain, confronting self in the process, a very scary process. i avoid it at all cost. today i am brave enough to face you, tomorrow i will be too frail to feel the hurt. compassion, fatigue, love, exhaustion, protection, i;m in too deep. where is my way out? overflowing streams, in undernourished consciousness', heart of stone when will you convert? when will you be flesh? clothe with heartbeat skin. death awakens your senses it is time to rise. you need a cup of coffee to feel the heat. over-stand it, swallow him. she will smile, he will heal, she will leave. it will happen.