Sometimes it seems
a small misstep
can punch me right through the floor –
not into free fall
so much as into hobbled stuckness
One misspeaking
can rip the whole fabric
of our mutual understanding,
leave us hugging at our rags –
efforts to mend it just make deeper tears
There is no hope
but to step back
to where I’m formed anew,
and from there, let my eyes reframe
a truer view.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 3, 2020
Again.. right on!!
I too had a “ Falling out”
The only way to mend is to “ plead not guilty! For both of us. Neither of us had left our pure number One relationship.
Not for even a moment ! Not guilty . .. showered in Love