The Depth of a Soul..

I think. I think that regardless of how amazing you are, how grown up you may finally be. The same situations of old will always come a knocking; whether vicariously through someone close, or right at your door, you're never too old.  Hopefully for you, the difference is how you respond to said "situation." So,  Life is indeed, akin to a wheel. It spins and circles how it will. But hopefully along the way you learn how to navigate said "wheel." Bc if you don't. It will Fuck you. Like that moment at midnight, when she comes into the place with another man. That person you've given your whole heart and soul too. That person you walked away from bc she could never, no matter how much she said she loved you, give herself entirely to you, she just couldn't choose you. You can choose to: "Get up, shout, yell, cry, make a scene, leave, slam the door..." Or you can: Look at her, lock eyes, smile, hold her gaze for 30 seconds, then look away. Back t...

Push, Pull, Pull-Push. To here, to there,  Over there, over here. I love you, You love me, Not enough, Not ready. Yet you do, I do. What? When? Why? Here, there, where?  Sometimes I pretend I know, Or act like I know. I knew once, But not anymore. I can't wrap my had around it. Exile. My Exile. I let myself go, Let myself love, Let myself feel. Now, I let myself be placed. I placed myself in exile.  For this is too much right now. And I can't feel below my waist. I'm falling to the floor, Falling through the sky. To land... Alone, so alone. Sad but happy, Happy but alone. Together, but not quite. The voice in the back of your head.. The person in your heart, Yet, not quite there.. So, From there I'll go. Away from you, away from it. Strength, not enough of it. Weakness in strength.. Happy that I've been true to myself, True to you, by your side, willingly, happily. But oh boy does this sting, Tears wanting to come, But I wont let them. You never quite knew,  But I...