Now that I have clarity,
lucidity—
I see it was impossible
for us to continue together.
It’s a fact,
undeniable.
Your world is too small for me.
I am expansive,
vast,
I fill rooms
and lives.
In your world,
the same stories repeat,
the same people
with the same problems.
And there is nothing wrong
with living that life.
But my soul
asks for something else.
Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 7:29 AM UTC
Now that I have clarity,
lucidity—
I see it was impossible
for us to continue together.
It’s a fact,
undeniable.
Your world is too small for me.
I am expansive,
vast,
I fill rooms
and lives.
In your world,
the same stories repeat,
the same people
with the same problems.
And there is nothing wrong
with living that life.
But my soul
asks for something else.
