Friday, November 5, 2010

I knew a man once; the only man I've ever really known in a cosmic sense. And though we spoke to each other frequently in lies, what we experienced was truth, love. And it occurred to me recently that there was nothing really special about him, or perhaps what was most special about him was just that we allowed ourselves to be free with each other. And, my god, all I want is to just be free. When you give it all up, the pretense, the self-preservation, what you stand to gain is everything. People are killing me with their hang-ups and their negativity lately. Surely, I am not the only person that feels this way. I want out. I want somebody to surprise me. The predictability, the cowardice, the disingenuousness has gotten old.

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