And to think, last week you were actually having anxiety about betraying. Feeling a little guilt for moving on. For actually wanting to love someone else, wanting to find another way to get along. How will I fix this, you wondered. How will move on I without being evil. Letting yourself dream of another life with a someone else. 24 hours and 3 hickies later and it's back to the old drawing board, Sunny. That sandcastle, not quite washed away, but smoothed over; misshapen. Wave beats sand. And still you're rebuilding there? You in love homie. You in love until that wave can't reach your castle anymore, sand beats ocean, or you move.
No more sweeping generalizations, remember? Relationships are not two-toned and you'll just tire yourself trying to make it so. Just go with the damn flow.
I know you yearn for the doe eyes but I yearn for you.
Love you,
Sunshine
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