words are not coming tonight. caught up in a paradox that tastes too similar to so many i have known. am i too much. i am not enough. i am too much. i am not enough. and whether or not i am enough of either to overcome someone else's challenges, well, that's not up for me to decide. so i'll go back to pretending i want to learn caution because life is a hell of a lot safer that way.
but a little less colorful.
and let the record reflect, i liked your colors. including the murkier ones and the ones you barely let me see.
now i'll have to ask you to disappear completely. walk away and take with you all those things you put out into the space before me. not that you were cruel, but only that hope is a scary thing too and i was willing to risk it in the face of what i now should start expecting to be almost certain disappointment.
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