You’re not what I thought you were
In the beginning
And you’re not what I thought you were
In the end.
As it turns out,
People are greyscale-
Happy and sad
And angry and kind
And spiteful and full of love.
All at the same time.
There can’t be black and white
Because this is the human condition
Perfect and imperfect
And everything in between.
I loved you
And I hated you.
And I couldn’t decide what your intentions were.
Because you are a beautiful and conflicted
soul who gave what you
could and
left me to sort out the rest.
Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 8:31 PM UTC
You’re not what I thought you were
In the beginning
And you’re not what I thought you were
In the end.
As it turns out,
People are greyscale-
Happy and sad
And angry and kind
And spiteful and full of love.
All at the same time.
There can’t be black and white
Because this is the human condition
Perfect and imperfect
And everything in between.
I loved you
And I hated you.
And I couldn’t decide what your intentions were.
Because you are a beautiful and conflicted
soul who gave what you
could and
left me to sort out the rest.
