I Know
Two strangers in bed together - trying to fix what was broken.
I know we won't work, but I'm still not ready.
The stupid clock keeps ticking.
The quiet breaks all "maybe."
I know I should accept it, but I'm still not ready.
We walk around in circles - with neither end nor beginning.
I know we should talk, but I'm still not ready.
I know you still love me, but it's not in the way I crave it.
I know I have to be honest, but why am I still not ready?
The feelings turn into service.
The loving turns into being.
I know I've done my work, and it feels like I'm finally ready.
Posted Jun 7, 2026, 12:06 PM UTC
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