Disalignment Of The Heart

You ask for understanding and understand nothing yourself. You presume to see the inside of my mind and soul yet have never even truly felt the electricity of my skin. The only thing holding anyone back from any desire is the need for it to be the initiation of the other person as if you could time exactly when my soul and your soul might rub together like tectonic plates to quake our earths into alignment. We're never aligned because my evolution has been different from yours. Like the old grandfather clock stationed by your grandmother's picture frame, that sound remains in your mind. A reminder of time, if only you'd find, a piece of your peace in a piece of these lines. Life is a climb. Legs steady, hands ready. I plan on making it to the top but patience on the ascent too or descend to the depths you should've never been sent to