Bring me peace, bring me closure I'm tired of feeling territorial Nothing belongs to me, nothing and no one We are free spirits in a society which urges us to own You are not mine, love I'm still learning to be okay with that I'm not sure if I'll ever adjust to being alone Or if I'll ever conquer my fear of not being Enough But I'd rather live with the weight and anxiety Than try to tie down beauty Art was never meant to live within restrictions And you were never meant to be choreographed So I will learn to to live with your eyes on other horizons I just hope that you still see me in the stars
confusing feelings: being polyamorous but still being easily jealous???
In my defense I have a strong preference for polyfidelity.