That Sharing Of Our Own Ignorance Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

We haven't been this close since,
Well...
Too much time spent and wasted,
To convince one another,
Being petty with a picking of dislikes...
To pick with a doing what we did like,
Apart...
Was a doing to place blame,
And immature ambiguity.

And we come back together,
Wanting to mend what was broken.
With both of us now less outspoken.
And willing to listen.
Because we reminisced,
Too much what was missing.

We haven't been this close since,
Well...
Too much time spent and wasted,
Creating things to hate.
Believing it became okay to appropriate,
An appreciation...
Of being petty with a picking of dislikes...
To pick with a doing what we did like,
Apart.
To awaken to realize and remember,
Both of our hearts were meant to love.
Each other.
Like no one other could, can or would.

And this we now know,
Because we've been reminiscing too much...
Of the love that was missing.
With that honesty between us known.
To forget with an absence to regret,
That a being petty with a picking of dislikes...
To pick with a doing what we did like,
Apart...
Began to be felt too deep in our hearts,
Until we had to face with facts...
The foolishness of being THAT stupid,
Did become too unbearable not to admit.
Even if...
Both of us didn't realize it 'then',
Just how much we were willing to accept...
The sharing of our own ignorance.

I hope it's gone...
It doesn't belong!
That...
Sharing of our own ignorance.
It doesn't belong!
I hope it's gone...
The sharing of our own ignorance.
I hope it's gone...
Because it doesn't belong!
That...
Sharing of our own ignorance.
It doesn't belong!
I hope it's gone...
The sharing of our own ignorance.
I hope it's gone...
Because it doesn't belong!
That...
Sharing of our own ignorance.
The sharing of our own ignorance.
That...
Sharing of our own ignorance.
The sharing of our own ignorance.
That...
Sharing of our own ignorance.
I hope it's gone...
Because it doesn't belong.

Those storm...
And bitter winds,
I hope they don't begin!
And they're gone.
They don't belong.
I hope they're gone.
They don't belong.
Those storm...
And bitter winds,
I hope they don't begin!
And they're gone.
They don't belong.
I hope they're gone.
They don't belong.