Listen to me Sometimes we cannot change who we are What we are What we crave And what we don't How we feel And how we breath
Listen to me There are going to be those people Who leave holes in your heart Bright sparks Left over from ephemeral intensity That's just how it is That's life
And if you think that I am not one of those people Then perhaps you do not know me At all.
Listen to me
I'm sorry
For the unanswered texts The dropped calls The silence
Listen to me
I'm sorry
About the anxiety I've got to have room to breath I will never not need that; to be left alone I have already made a life for myself I cannot change that trajectory
Listen to me I am not Cinderella I am not Sleeping Beauty I am not a princess I have no desire to be one I am a sovereign ruler of my own domain-
Listen to me. I do not need anyone to complete me I am whole on my own two feet And if I have holes in me Maybe I like them there
Maybe I don't mind being so light
Don't think I lack the capacity to care I care. I love. I do. But I am not made to make a home
Listen to me I love that you are That you like being close to home Close to family Sensitive, caring
But you must understand That I am not.
I am not.
Listen to me I care But I cannot be looking for forever.