Following You

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Frank Sinatra sang "Me here at last on the ground/You in mid air..." In Send in the clowns. I wrote this poem to reflect how emotionally we are sometimes on different levels in a relationship and it takes time to come to the same place in our thought worlds. Sometimes it never happens and that's when people break up, but then sometimes the miracle occurs and this happens.

Submitted: February 02, 2008

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Submitted: February 02, 2008



Following You

I tried to keep up with you,

Kept my eyes peeled on your back.

The crowd got too thick.

The distance between us too far.

You wouldn't stop,

You wouldn't look back.

I ran,

Didn’t see you,

Felt lost, felt alone, felt shook.

Spent months wailing, flailing & whining

& yes you can get all cried out.

So I stopped trying to find you,

To see your back.

Found rhythm with my environment.

Called the distance between us freedom.

Learned to walk,

To see me.

Felt found, felt whole, felt safe.


Setting my own pace

& discovered myself in step with you.

You who ran off into a future

Where you knew when I found me

I would find you waiting.

(c) Lydia Randall 2007

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