The moon hung like a pendant in the night sky we stare out into the Galveston ocean you take my hand in yours and im eager to share my hopes and dreams the very things that drive me even the experiences that have shaped me into the person I am.
THEN YOU SAY TO ME:
"You have too many thoughts
in your own head maybe you should stop reading so many books."
It was almost as if because these parts of me were too complex for you to understand suddenly that made them invalid...