Fleeting horizons, ecstatic state
Held tightly,
In close proximity to fulfillment
Desperately in need, blazing desire
Yearning for a piece of heaven
On a fiery, temporal earth

A turbulent moment
Of concomitant gratification
Deep longing to satiate
With ruffian tendencies
The ephemeral cravings
Of the feverish selves

Senses stultified
Perplexed by ardent emotions
Confused by overwhelming ardor
Indulging the selves –

Into a mist, fiery fusion
Attachment enraged by persevering thrusts
Countered by a rancorous, tight grip
Never wanting to end,
The satisfying circumstance
Synapses overloaded, collapses with time
Like eternity nearing termination

Rhythm beneath motley emotions
Absolute flickering coalescence
Poignant, piercing sensation
In each undulating movement
Sycophant eyes communicate
With intense, fleeting desire

Accelerating motion
Deep rhythmic passion
Enervation of the selves
In favor of a transitory nirvana
Total submission,
For climactic means, to an orgasmic end

Differences, disparities do exists. These are inevitable substances of life. Some times these may bring people together, some times these might drift them apart. It remains, ultimately relative.

The survival of any relationships, friendship in particular, rests upon the manner as to how differences are compromised and worked out. But more than this, what really assumes vital, dominant position are the likely similarities. These are the substances that connects one from the other. Albeit, almost always the point of convergence, it is not however at all times domineering.

Issues of differences will come one at a time as time passes by. What seemed to be not problematic at first suddenly becomes an enigma, disturbing all concerned, brought largely by individual experiences outside the borders that defines the group. It becomes more problematic when by-passed, undiscerned and deliberately not discussed.

On the other hand, when projected towards the most likely scenario that will happen, it creates a confusion on whether such relevant, divisive issues should be discussed. If and when the end will neither be good nor desirable, what is the point of putting the issues above each other? Could it be that it is better, as argued once, that there are things better left unsaid especially if it is to create a larger havoc, if it is to destroy the relationship rather than fix the issues, and if it is to leave the people hurt?

Whatever it is that will happen, though, it is important that issues are made clear, and compromise are tried to be reached upon, rather than totally being passive and indifferent. Whether or not the relationship will continue, what is important is that there comes a point, a juncture by which all concerned are given the opportunity to voice out what is deemed to be said, and to let other feel the overpowering emotion of the moment.

It is true that people will come and go into every one's life. There might be times when one feels accountable to the other, and vice-versa, but that is because there is a bond that connects them. That bond, is however, weak. It is weak because every one does not hold any one else's life, except his/her own. There will come a time that it has to be torn asunder.

Life is fluid. Life is not-constant. The world changes, every one changes. However deep the connection is, however strong the bond has became, when it is time to let go, one has no other choice but to let go.

Letting go is not an act of weakness if it points to the failure to exhaust all opportunities and means to bring things back to how it used to be, and put the pieces back together. It never will be. Letting go, in fact, is a sign of strength. It is strength because one learns how to set others free even if it will hurt, even if it will break that one apart.

The only reason why people tends to hold on is that they are afraid to lose other people, because they think they need them. Once in their lives they have became too much dependent on other people that such convention have risen up. But in fact, they can live without them. People can survive, and go on with their lives without clinging to a past, that hurt so bad.

It is a matter of strength. It is a matter of will. It is relative.