You must know by now that because you've taken her, she needs you.
She waits on you.
I know you're looking for the same to come from where you once had been. I know you're taking your time and being reckless. Maybe you're killing time. Maybe you're bored.
I know you're disinterested.
But I depend on you.
Unseen voices will come undone, and lower me down into my shallow grave. Taunting me into the comatose fate I knew I'd always have. Separated and detached, just like I always allowed myself to be.
If I wanted to, could I ever be more than what I've resigned myself to be? There's so much still that I haven't known. So much that I only think about when no one's listening. They are the secret revelations I keep between me and the window well.
Romance never was my only option. Yet it's the only thing that seems to make a difference anymore.
Will there be a way out for me, if I so desire one?
Or will it be too late?
I'm so glad you're #summerblogging with us.
ReplyDelete"Romance never was my only option. Yet it's the only thing that seems to make a difference anymore."
ReplyDeleteYou're right. Something without any love in it sucks. I mean, I can't think of one block buster that doesn't have a hint of sex appeal.