Missed Connections in Eugene
Moments in time, linked to one another
Marking the passing experiences of our lives
Much akin to the downward motion of a rollercoaster
Which momentum exacerbates to a dizzying pace.
When one glances back towards the ever increasing past
And becomes more cognizant of the abbreviated future
There comes a time to cry out and make known emotions
As well as fears,
Contained within lost, or mislaid moments,
To become more aware of in hindsight
How choices made have redirected our path.
Grasping the current instant
To make known heart-felt thoughts
Taking a chance to again change the course
And perhaps a future, with the simple expression
‘I care for you’
Motion sickness and fear keep me away from most amusement park rides, but I like how our poet from Eugene compares the trajectory of a relationship to the occasionally heart-stopping, stomach-churning, rocketing-through-space-intensity of a roller-coaster. Whether it’s the result of an adrenalin rush or thankfulness in surviving ’til the end, do we ever need a reason for letting our feelings be known?