I suppose I had always wanted you to give up on me
I was always testing you to see if or when you would.
Finally, you did.
But it’s not all entirely my fault - you also put yourself in the position
of the antagonizer,
of the predator and the prey.
I was always just waiting for you to pounce on yourself
accidentally thinking you were pouncing on me
but I have long since given up on
falling for your traps. I set my own and fall for my own
and that is how it has always been.
Put me in a vulnerable straightjacket and I will talk you into trying it on for yourself,
Swiftly and seductively.
Dare me to tie you to a train track for the thrill of it and I will laugh and kiss you on the forehead and whisper goodbye
as the sound of a moving train will be heard in the near distance.
Blame me for disappointing you, because taking responsibility for your own feelings
Is always hard and close to impossible.
But I will always know who disappointed who, I will always know what kind of damage we willingly caused ourselves.
I am a mermaid that has fallen out of longing for legs
The only light that guides me now is that of the moon
And her unequivocal yet ghostlike offer
Of reprieve.
Nov 21, 2012
Nov 21, 2012 at 3:46 AM UTC
I suppose I had always wanted you to give up on me
I was always testing you to see if or when you would.
Finally, you did.
But it’s not all entirely my fault - you also put yourself in the position
of the antagonizer,
of the predator and the prey.
I was always just waiting for you to pounce on yourself
accidentally thinking you were pouncing on me
but I have long since given up on
falling for your traps. I set my own and fall for my own
and that is how it has always been.
Put me in a vulnerable straightjacket and I will talk you into trying it on for yourself,
Swiftly and seductively.
Dare me to tie you to a train track for the thrill of it and I will laugh and kiss you on the forehead and whisper goodbye
as the sound of a moving train will be heard in the near distance.
Blame me for disappointing you, because taking responsibility for your own feelings
Is always hard and close to impossible.
But I will always know who disappointed who, I will always know what kind of damage we willingly caused ourselves.
I am a mermaid that has fallen out of longing for legs
The only light that guides me now is that of the moon
And her unequivocal yet ghostlike offer
Of reprieve.
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