The Unknown...

So often a shoulder is sought, and more than that one isn't available... So when one is present words can't describe anymore because the ability to articulate has been lost in the midst of the callusing of emotions and expression.... So the words "are you ok" are Greek, and an extended hand is pity in which pride won't let past it's genuine invitation... So around the bush things go until a new subject arises and gives shelter back to that slight emotion that slipped out and was seen by a caring eye... Can't change what doesn't want to be different and you can't force what doesn't already fit into what's desired... It can always be ready but won't always be willing... Understood only by relation, provoked to stay put by assumptions, and hardened by failed attempts to expose... The only type of wars that are won are those that are adequately prepared for.. Battles are meant to be lost in order to teach... Learn and grow... FFT