what's your basis that you judge me on?
who i am, what i do?
how do you read me, how do you gauge me?
where i've been, what i've done?
or is it what i might become?

the whether has warmed up, but the buds that blossomed last year have been damaged by prolonged cold

unspoken agreements are tricky
they're much more specific
once it's verbalized it's open for interpretation

i don't believe in clairvoyance
what i received was more like guidance
it was nothing like foresight
it was more like a recap of future events
this wasn't clairvoyance
it was a recollection from my future self

it's okay to be among them
as long as you do not become them

you had me inebriated from affection
i was addicted to your ambiance
life became dull without it
i felt as if i had to have it
but now i just wish that i had never had it

i tell myself that i kicked the habit on my terms
in reality it's due to lack of accessibility
i know that i'll relapse
good thing i'm already at acceptance