Why Can't I Ever Get Enought of You?

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Via Lynn Hasselberger

on Mar 1, 2013

Why Can’t I Ever Get Enough of You?

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I don’t mean to seem ungrateful.

I wake up to you, spread out in front of me,

your contours glistening even in the earliest morning hours.

Every inch of you is full of possibility.

Then you’re off and running, all mysterious.

I’m hit with the fact that there never seems to be enough of you.

But realize, even if I had more of you, I’d feel deprived.

(And, oddly, when you linger

I get edgy.)

Why is it never enough?

You’ve stood by me in your own way,

but so often you seem distant, impossible to reach.

When I’m not paying attention, you sneak off into the recesses of the day.

You resist my embraces and never stay long,

stealing my breath with your abrupt exits.

As I’ve grown older, I’ve come to understand

You don’t just belong to me.

Why are you always in a rush to leave me?

When you’re here, why do you act like you’d rather move on?

Sssshhh. No need to answer.

Just slip in the door like you usually do.

If I’m not here, leave a note;

let me know you’ll return, to be beside me as I dream my dreams

and when I awake.

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I try not to think about how much of you I’ve lost already.

Or how I’ve tried to hold you back, sometimes desperate, clinging…

So I’ve made a promise to myself to savor and appreciate you more,

for what you are.

But… I’d be forever grateful if you’d stop and let me hold you.

If only for an instant.

And then I’ll let you go so that stories may be created,

and lives can start and end.

“How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” ~Annie Dillard

Time: The indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole.

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Lynn Hasselberger lives in Chicagoland with her son, husband and two cats. She loves sunrises, running, yoga, chocolate, reading and writing, and has a voracious appetite for comedy. The founder of myEARTH360.com, Lynn is also a marketing consultant and writes for her blog I Count for myEARTH. She's a treehugger and social media addict who you'll most likely find tweeting excessively and obsessively (@LynnHasselbrgr, @myEARTH360 and @IC4ME) or posting on facebook. She hopes to make the world a better place, have more fun, re-develop her math skills and overcome her fear of public speaking. Like her writing? Subscribe to her posts.

Ronnie says:

March 1, 2013 at 12:10

Loved this, especially the title!

Lynn Hasselberger says:

March 1, 2013 at 15:17

Thanks, Ronnie!

Marlene says:

March 1, 2013 at 13:06

I loved as I was reading this that at first I thought of a lover……. and then a child

Lynn Hasselberger says:

March 1, 2013 at 15:18

Thanks, Marlene! This was something I started to post on my facebook page when I felt the day had just slipped away …then decided to write more.

Freya Watson says:

March 2, 2013 at 11:03

Thanks, Lynn! No matter how much I've tried to shift and change, time always seems to be the one thing that I never can have enough of. Maybe that's just the Jupiter rising part of me, or my vivid imagination that can think of a hundred and one things that I could be doing.

Lynn Hasselberger says:

March 3, 2013 at 09:31

Thanks for checking it out, Freya! Staring out the window helps slow it down, but who has time for that? LOL