Unfurl
If you're feeling happy, don't read this. Do yourself a favor and wait for tomorrow's.
I try not to post when I'm feeling emotionally hyper-sensitive (which happens roughly once a month...um, yeah). However then I realized that was defeating the whole purpose of having a personal blog.
So, I figured that if you're gonna read about all the absurdities in my life...well, be warned, you'll read about my inner demons as well!
Thanks to Jon's recent post for reminding me of all the courage and trust in honesty.
Can’t get you out of my head, I can’t.
It drives me nuts sometimes.
You know. I’m trying, really trying hard here. But when I suddenly realize I’ve been successful, much more successful than thought possible… I’m seized with these moments of wholly irrational fear.
I don’t want you gone.
What I wanted was something that was never really there at all.
It’s always a secret. I always felt like a goddamn secret, like hush-hush this is dangerous ground to be treading on. Let’s pretend we’re not seeing what we see.
Oh, let’s.
Let’s safely act generic because that feels so special, right.
Right, it takes some kind of special to read through these mixed signs. Just smoke signals for the sentimental sweetheart, I guess. I’m alone in this, as I’ve always been. While my heart is an open book for you to read whenever you pleased. You wrote once, the day you surprised me with flowers, that I seem to easily step over whatever barriers you’ve put up. I didn’t even know there were barriers to overcome then. Now though, I can clearly see the new ones placed between us…
I see them. It frustrates me to see those words of yours, but I’m letting it go. Letting them stand there. And not feel disappointed yet again, not realizing that I had again involuntarily expected more. I’m not pushing forward for you anymore.
I end my seduction in this.
So, stop haunting me in my dreams...
Sometimes, the darkness of night still reminds me of you, but believe me, I’m working on changing that. It takes some getting used to. Time to shake off that feeling, a shadow of your warmth.
I got new sunglasses yesterday. So I can throw my favorite old ones, the ones you picked out…away.
They finally broke.
And I was set free to choose new ones.