Intentions

What were your intentions with me, how did you see me, and what did you say?

A split second coincidence, but what did I miss. Were you a stranger that was there to harm me or a potential lover? Did I miss out, or was I saved? I've thrown myself around trying to fill my void, but never considered my needs. Like a self-inflicted wound I opened up old scars and filled them with oil, I set them ablaze and wondered why tears were pouring from all my holes. I lost but never learnt, and I put the blame and hurt aside, convincing myself it just didn't work out. I did love, and I did lose, I did open up and connect, it was all just too much. Suddenly I feel it all. Or more accurately, it all feels to me

and I can't think. I'm finding myself missing and yearning for it all to come tumbling back.