Loose Grips Sink...Hearts

Sumx I feel the scorpion urge to test connectedness and promises of always and forever. 

I'm tempted to loosen my grip to see if the hand I've clung to will tighten it's grip.  Truth, I think that hand will, without hesitation, let go.  Release every thing that was any thing between us.  So then, why do I hold so tightly to what would let me go so easily?

Maybe because it is still so real to me.

There You Are

Remembrance. Recognition of one you've felt and in some realm been aware of and when they reach you in this plane there's a spark. C. S. Lewis summed it best (as I've experienced it), "...me too."