We still can’t find each other
Published by W. Donovan
Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019. Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path. View all posts by W. Donovan
Painted Poems 
blind
to how kind
you she
in front of me
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Maybe I need to stand still in whatever I am called to do and let them find me.
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You cannot find each other because you are both looking in different directions now.
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You’re suggesting that we have different priorities in our lives?
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Perhaps but you are moving in different directions. You have found your calling and they are still living a static life.
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Hmm…
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Short, emotional and tragic
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It is tragic a bit…
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Still tragic dear
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So many eyes look only few can see.
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Love-in-a-mist? 😉
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Was it love?
I’m not sure now…
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