I don’t want to be
your responsibility.
I don’t need saving.
I don’t want to be
your responsibility.
I don’t need saving.
your solemn patience matches mine; we are two sides of the selfsame coin.
sometimes your words bring a harsh sting of which i know you are unaware.
from the beginning your vulnerability is what drew me in.
sleeping by your side solid rhythm of your breath rouses between dreams
i have choices that i am just beginning to fully acknowledge.
you make me laugh when you call me on things of which i was unaware.
perfecting the art of crazy– pioneering new experience.
i love you, dammit. you self-centered, charming beauty; you’ve got me.
why not just not cry? detaching from the process allows unfolding…
the edges of myself 