• Are you still my other half?

    by  • August 28, 2010 • Confusion, Frustration, Love - Pure and Simple • 0 Comments

    Dear Person,

    You said I was your puzzle piece. That I was so beautifully put together. I followed you, and crammed my soul into a more conventional shape, because I liked the way your arms felt around my shoulder. Now, here we are- big city, full of lights, and I’m falling apart. I almost left you yesterday. You gave me permission and I almost did. How can I stay here, and sleep in the same bed, in the present, when what you want in the future will not change, and still doesn’t match up with the vision I had? I stay here now, because you kiss the top of my knee, call me your life, and thumb away my tears and assure me that we’ll manage.

    Will we?

    Will I?

    Love,
    Muse

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