i keep you close.
i keep you.

i may be tall
and my head may face the sky.
i am but near.
i cannot stray.

i have not felt this magnitude of tempt in so long,
i know you're there,
waiting to chew me up and spit me out.
trust me, i will let you.

time has digest the worse of my memories,
and i am arrogant again.
i have not learned.
i have not grown.
i am not many things i set out to be.

it is all overwhelming,
more than i imagined it to be.

and there you are....near,
you are the cookie destroyer,
crumbling me down to bits,
as well as the oven,
that accomodates the fresh bake after.

i donot wish to run back to you,
but i know...
there is nothing better.

choose me, humility.