contradictions

 

the first note of a lost melody

whispering echoes through my soul

a glimpse of something more

hidden behind something less

  multitude of contradictions

in everything we say and do

a friendship whose bounds are broken

by what we don’t understand

your words tell me one thing

and you make me understand

but your eyes say something else

something that speaks to my heart

and I wonder now

as I write this for you

which one am I to heed?

my instincts or my knowledge?