Chains

The difficulty in matters of the heart, for me, are often the chains that I myself wrap about me. I can't reach out to you because of imagined slights, misunderstood intentions, understood intentions...link by thoughtful link the chain is forged.
I sometimes imagine how things may have gone had I said certain things before...but I didn't. Chains not only keep my arms from reaching out to you...they tangle my tongue...they clench my jaw.
I couldn't tell you that I want....wanted....to marry you....have beautiful babies with you....raise them to become breath takingly amazing people...like you. We talked once and I said I didn't believe in marriage....that creating new life was foolish when there are so many children wanting for parents as it is....our resources in the world are shrinking every day...link...by foolish link...
But you broke those chains..each link...each point...a mind can change....anything can change...everything does change....but then...so did your mind.
By then I couldn't explain what I wanted...what I had to offer you...what you had awakened in me...what I was willing to believe...to share....eternity...a moment...sealed...like a link....in a chain.
Chains are heavy....they can drag a person beneath the waves...chains are strong they can hold a person down...chains are useful for keeping things locked away.
And so....another link...

The Forging

"From crucible to anvil... beneath hundreds of hammer blows...this is how the greatest blades are made.
Kindness does not create great weapons. Gentleness will never forge a sword.
Thus will you be worked to become a great and powerful instrument of vengeance...destruction...and death." - Warmaster K'noa