(hey jessie jean, this one's for you)
Evolve me into a collateral consistency of yourself.
You know I do not belong.
Yet you do not give up.
Your persistency breaks your ideals.
Dreams of mine, they will fade forever.
And I have to find my way to myself.
I want to leave.
But you keep me a hostage.
Life is more.
You say I ruin my life with these ideas of “more”.
Mediocrity was never mine.
I need to run away. I need to find my own truths.
I cannot lose myself to an idea of your perfect-life.
Please know, I need to feel alive.
Please know, I did love you once.
Please know, I believed in us once.
Not all knots are always meant to be tied.
3 comments:
I’m not denying I’ve had a good time these last few years. I’ve met some interesting people in a short space of time that I probably would not have run into in twenty years of living. I can’t say I regret it. If I had to do it over, I think I would have gone for the quiet, undemonstrative artist, plodding away in his own garden.
There is a reason and a purpose for all meetings. Encounters help us find ourselves.
hegemonic masculinity.
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