And when at last.....

And when at last you find someone to who you feel you can pour out your soul,
you stop in shock at the words you utter---
they are so rusty,
so ugly,
so meaningless and feeble
from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.

Perhaps.....

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything,
it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.


~~Sylvia Plath