Wednesday, February 16, 2011

very very strange

there comes a time
when you realize
that all that you fought for
(or fought against)
is for naught

that what
you want in life
together
isn't even what you dreamed
in separation

and with
that realization
comes, naturally,
the urge to go away

far away

because
even if
he never understood you

even if
you never spoke
the same language

even if
he never cared

there was still
this
feeling

that he was on your side

no more
no way

not a thing
can be said

the fundamental
perfection
beats
the free thinking
mess

every. single. time.

(leave soon
before
what's left of your spirit
gets ironed out
with the rest
of your inconsequential
irregularities)