And I kept lying to myself so you can stay.
Do I want you to stay?
Perhaps I'm asking the wrong questions. It should be:
Do I want parts of you to stay and those bad ones to go away?
I would give an immediate affirmative to that. Your being moody, cranky, childish, (god) even your crappy use of 'stuffs' creep the fuck out of me.
I would like someone who I can view as an equal. Who dares to skirmish with me through thick and thin, even against me. Only then after the blood has been shed do we find love and understanding in each other's arms. So please stop being subservient. Fight me back. Wound me if you have to. I find no meaning in such monotonous action-sans relations. If you want this bad character to go away, scram first for it shall never go.
I'm bending my values. Eating my own words. I'm on my knees (both literally and figuratively) but I have yet to understand and dissect your mystifying mind and ego. I do hope I have the strength to finish this until I reach the goal.
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