i feel un-innocent
complicit in my own sadness.
i wish to embed myself inside someone else and take shelter there for awhile, to allow myself to be taken care of, to hibernate and to drift and to dream until i am well.
to feel loved and to be loved with no caveats, for once.
i am ever and always incomplete.
unrequited love is one thing, but never having loved is quite another.
i feel like i disappoint people a lot, like i build up expectations in them that i cannot maintain; a false self, as if my current one weren't good enough.
i am already drunk; my heart won't stop pounding. i am alice in wonderland; i recognize nothing, everything is new.
i believe in making mistakes and learning from them, and I believe that we have to allow others do the same.
it is so precious to me to live in the community of women I do and I'm so sad that it will end in May. we will probably have a similar living arrangement next semester, though it all seems so temporary and fragmented.
i wish to embed myself inside someone else and take shelter there for awhile, to allow myself to be taken care of, to hibernate and to drift and to dream until i am well.
to feel loved and to be loved with no caveats, for once.
i am ever and always incomplete.
unrequited love is one thing, but never having loved is quite another.
i feel like i disappoint people a lot, like i build up expectations in them that i cannot maintain; a false self, as if my current one weren't good enough.
i am already drunk; my heart won't stop pounding. i am alice in wonderland; i recognize nothing, everything is new.
i believe in making mistakes and learning from them, and I believe that we have to allow others do the same.
it is so precious to me to live in the community of women I do and I'm so sad that it will end in May. we will probably have a similar living arrangement next semester, though it all seems so temporary and fragmented.
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