I’ve noticed that relationships-
Relationships are like balls of yarn,
When you purchase it
It has a definite beginning,
Though the end is not visible,
We have assurance that it is there,
But to see the end of the yarn-
One has to slowly yet steadily
Unwind it
Create something with it
Rather than leave it strewn all over the floor
That will only leave it to tangle
Eventually forgetting about the end while the beginning is still missing
Relationships begin like this
By choice, you buy what yarn you want
You befriend whom you want
You begin knitting as a hobby
One may get tired in the middle
And look for another interest
Fights may take place
But reunification is around the corner
Because it is this hobby that helps you clam down
Words are exchanged with embraces as a cherry on top
A beautiful masterpiece is created
But it may not finish as expected
Turmoil strikes when the yarn is strewn
And trying to unknot it will be tough
For actions speak louder than words
Yet actions require good coordination
Which is impossible when the heart is tired and the mind wary
For that love is lost amongst the waves
Or that love has forgotten
Only sheer determination
Can help get this yarn back in a ball
With the relationship evolving
From friendship to love
From love to lust
Like the perfect crocheted mat
Love blossoms
Like flowers in spring
And the earth in rain
Like him and her
And their lives- surreal.