Juxtaposition

Even the word

sounds

perfectly right.

Right in its

wrongness,

embracing its

discomfort.

Feck!

What an uncomfortable

place to be.

And not nearly

as romantic

as the sweet sorrow

someone else

you may

have read

suggests.

Wanting to be

near

and far

at the same

time.

Wanting to be missed,

no,

longed for,

and nurtured and 

caressed

simultaneously.

To be both

open, known

and deeply mysterious

at once.

Hold up…

Best I order

one of those 

adulting 

manuals online,

right now!

~Lu