Building Around

was it ever 
happy 
in the way I envisioned 
was it what you had hoped 
when you asked 

what was supposed to be 
a joining together 
became a me 
building around 
and a you 
pruning back 
from inside

here
attending to reconstruction 
a stack of pebbles
waiting for mortar 
however long
It occurs to me

If pain is separation from Him
Love 
and sin
the act of building around 
Him  
aiding our separation from Him 
each other

I need to call off the build 
it was always empty fraud
the snare of building up 
was that it only 
created 
a hole