Another Awakening

I guess I’m unsatisfied.

I guess I’m alone on this ride towards that mountain I’m struggling to climb.

I guess you can’t come with me.

For whatever reason, we’re refusing to see that we’re both empty.

And neither one of us can fulfill each other’s needs the way it should be.

I guess I was wrong to assume differently.

I guess I’m unsatisfied.

I guess that truly, and deeply hidden within my soul, that I want more.

This has nothing to do with sex but with our futures that are in store.

I don’t know who you’re trying to become.

I’m lost because I can’t see why you won’t see yourself as the King I know that you can be and then some.

You think you’re weak. But I know you’re strong.

But I can’t continue to reassuring you that you’re capable. I’m supposed to be your woman—helping to push you towards greatness.

But I guess I was wrong. I should just let you be.

Who am I to try to change you?

I guess I’m unsatisfied.

I guess I lied. I thought I wanted us to become one under the sun but--

Maybe we’re meant to go on two separate paths.

Maybe we’re the lessons to each other that we need in order to further our journey.

Like a river separating into two springs

We're drifting. Becoming less intimate. Less intertwined. 

I thought you would be unsatisfied too with life as it is.

I wanted us to Rebel together, build a kingdom, thrive and live.

But I'm unsatisfied.

Yet, you're content.

I wonder how much more of this relationship we're going to waste that's already spent?