QUESTION OF IDENTITY

You will fall in love with someone who’s cold and always seemingly pushing you away. When all is said and done, they will be forever known as the one person you couldn’t get to love you. Unfortunately, it will hurt and sting worse than the good ones, the ones that chopped up your meat for you and picked out an eyelash from your eye and were nice to your mother, because love often feels like a game we need to win.

She has the power to both possess and shatter my entire universe, that is all.

And as I sit here, waiting… to become something that I know I’m destined to be. I can’t help but think, am I really? And there are going to be days where you second guess yourself but know that you’re wrong you shouldn’t and it’s okay that you do but also know that if you really are, nothing will stop you from becoming.

There are many different kinds of happiness. I want to be so awfully happy that I never need to write poetry again.