Human nature is funny
in that two people can read
the same words on the page,
and, even though they are on the same page,
they still read the words differently.
There is always an independent variable-
which is not open for interpretation.
The soul
deep down
in a person’s heart
never
changes.
Chip Van Hassel (circa. 2020)
Their mind might change,
but some things about some people
never change.
Humans gravitate towards that stability
(for countless reasons).
Being stable means knowing what you want.
Changing your life means Doing what is necessary.
“Want” and “need” know nothing of love.
Love knows not loneliness.
(I wish she and he could share yesterday… )
But the independent variable
of time
is that it does not actually exist.
Time is like love…
It is relative to reciprocation.
They say, “If you love somebody,
let them go.
If they come back,
it is true love.”
I’ve never heard what “they” say
when
two people love each other,
so they let each other go…
Both wait for the other to come back.
Neither attempt to come back.
In each other’s absence,
their hearts grow fonder of other things
and of people else.
In the end,
there is nothing to “come back” to.