First Poem of 2019: Coming Back

If you keep coming back to me, again and again,

no one needs to say how repetitive this is for both of us.

I know you have an agenda to maintain, but I have mine.

It isn’t perfect, but it works for me.

I’m not a person that likes to be shoved along the way.

If it doesn’t feel good for me,

I suspect it doesn’t for you either.

But, here we are in this kind of stalemate,

wondering what the other person is thinking and feeling.

Sometimes kindness gets mistaken for weakness,

and this is something no one wants,

but can be used as a life lesson to remain steady.

You saw it as an opportunity to depart your knowledge and wisdom.

Your drive, your energy, and your persuasion goes beyond a mile.

I get it.

It works for you, but even though it didn’t go as planned, it did mean something.

It further nudged me in the direction I have to take.

While I don’t bend so easily, and take my time to get to that place,

the point I want to land is ultimately up to me,

and me alone.