#needtobeheld

I worked so hard on being alone that it became my shelter. I built a home for myself in myself. I planted roots and watered them with my joy. Now although it is summer it’s time to rip out the roots and the nails. It’s time to go be alone somewhere else but irony has it that I can’t do this part alone. I’ve gotten so professional at being alone that I know when I can’t be alone anymore.