“Letter To The Editor”

I don’t think I could make you happy now, if we were married.

What was there years ago between us may no longer exist by how both our paths keep diverging.

Or maybe this is the issue: I keep changing.

My life has been so tumultuous, and any land I touch is an abrupt push up against the sand – only to be swept out to sea again.

I’d like to be able to say that it is “my fault,” for then I could “take responsibility” of changing these events.

But, I’m caught by an undercurrent’s riptide, determined to slosh me around its pathways.

If I knew how to break free from it, I’m no longer sure that I’d do it.

Does it have a destination in mind for me?

Will there come a right time to exit?