When I allow myself time to daydream, I can’t decide who,
between the two of you to let consume my thoughts. And so I stop the ridiculous
concept of make believe perfect life scenarios and return to the reality that leaves
me without either of you. And I wonder why we search for perfection in other
people instead of improving ourselves to the point of contentment without the
need for more. And then I stop that thought, too, because as much as I may fight
it I know that no one wants to be alone. And I'm not one to settle for the sake of a little comfort. And so I wait. Without hope or agenda,
I wait.
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