内人

the last time i spoke,
was long ago,
sometimes i feel like too much like a neiren 内人,
i have not ventured,
beyond these walls of silence in a long long while,
not realizing of course,
that sometimes you need to cross boundaries,

i don't get out much any more,
but it was not always this way,

we passed through each other's doors,
on our way through the world,
and had stories to tell,
songs to sing,
and the hopes of our hearts,
were worn plainly upon our sleeves,
every day was a struggle,
and all the glory and majesty of our days,
was still before us,
i need to reclaim the urgencies of those days,
before it is lost to me forever