Wednesday, February 10, 2010

O night.

I've had a strange night. I've breathed fire, and clutched broken glass. I now see that I need something in my life, and have come to see that the people that surround me are the most beautiful beings I will ever be with. They will have their ways, they will live their lives, make their own decisions.

No, there has been no death or departure tonight. But I am now aware of a feeling and situation that may very well present itself.

This night, in a strange way, has rekindled my unrequited love.

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