#drabble.lf

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

The ocean loved her so immensely it kissed her throat and gently rocked her body to sleep.

You wanna know what I think? You're too soft! Malleable! Any person in the world could turn you into whatever shape they want, and you'll let them. You have no true form! You're entirely dependent. You need your life dictated, or you'll remain stagnant—unmoving, like a rock. A malleable rock, that's what you are!

My darling, you are the poetry in every song that I write. You are my constant sun and my brightest moonlight. My love for you is as unquantifiable as the stars scattered across the night sky.

I dreamt of you, over and over again, until you were in front of me. But still, you weren't. You were only a nightmare.

I want to know everything and remain unknown to the world.

I only wish to wake up next to you every morning, come home to you every afternoon, sleep with you every night, and just love you in all the in-betweens.

Father, I don't like you. Not as a person, a father, or a husband. I respect your achievements, but you do not inspire me. I don't want to become who you are now. I don't even aspire to surpass you, as that would mean becoming like you and worse. I want to be your complete opposite. I may love you, but I don't like you.