I don't know what to say, because I don't know what to think. The pattern is familiar but the variables ever changing and one day that might break the routine... something may differ just enough to set us off course, or put us back on course? I'll never know, because we've never known, and never could know where this goes. There is potential sure but potential for what? Every day I change my mind, every day I want something different and every day I question what you want, what you need... if you're even aware of things as transient as desire. I am aware, I'm aware of the nonsensical way in which we fight, and the misleading way in which we love, I'm aware of the mold we are not fitting and how many problems that causes. But I'm also aware of satisfaction, of contentment both yours and mine to have this, this whatever it is. Because its special and precious. Because its ours and no one else's. I take no issue with that but some times I feel alone in the gray.
