the tragedy of disconnectedness

i do not think we'll ever get to be what we could be
we are already not what we have been,
at least not what i thought we had been
sometimes i look at these things you say and wonder , "who are you?"
i thought i knew you,
i thought i knew you well
it's sad: it seems we cannot be what i thought we could be
because i think it could have been quite good..

it's a little painful, swallowing the bitterness of endings
and new beginnings that do not include us marching to the beat of the same drum
but i will vow to be patient.
God has something good for me,
i know He does, it just takes time to watch it blossom
but every time i get the joyful reminders,
they come around the same time as the bitter stabs of pain,
i am reminded that i can be patient, for His promise is good.

someday it will all make sense, and the bitter pain will melt away
i will be at peace completely, and be happy
as will you.

i watch you chase your own tail and the empty packages filled with nothing
it's sad and i miss having you around
i miss having you understand me and knowing that we share in life.

perhaps one day you will see what i'm running after
and it will illuminate your life
perhaps one day you will no longer chase the crap
perhaps we'll finally share in Life.

until then, i promise to be patient
cuz God is working, every day.

i think this is the biggest tragedy of humanity:
missed opportunities
to get to connect with each other
sometimes i long to get to know a person closer,
but they resist out of their own accord.

and i think this is why facebook takes up so much of our time-
we long to grow in our connections to others,
we want to know that we belong,
but throw away the chances God gives us to do so in real life.
do we really know each other?