A black cloud of energy

It’s not you it’s me
it’s not me it’s you

It’s the black cloud of energy between us
we no longer see each other clearly.

It’s fed by years of
misunderstandings
mis-expectations
historical emotions
I cannot name.

You walk away
I back away
it does not go away
it does not diminish or soften

time does not erase it
distance does not erase it.

I bravely approach
offering a soft hand
of reconciliation.
I pour white paint on
aiming to dilute the blackness
it does not alter.

We no longer know what feeds it
we no longer see each other clearly

a black cloud of energy
between us.

I want to create a spy hole
a way to see through
to you.

You are no longer there.

© 20 Oct 18