I could read him like a book
And let me tell you
Before you pull him off the shelf
The narrative wasn't anything new
Tag: Writing
Teacher
It's ironic
That while I learn to love myself
I am in turn
Unlearning everything you taught me
Habitual
I had to learn
To leave my
Bad habits behind
And darling
You were
The worst habit
Of them all
Decisions
It’s easier
To come and go
Than it will ever be
To stay
That is at least
What he has shown
I have known
No other way
Dedication
His eyes flicker
Back and forth with concern
As he carefully places
Intricate lines
Fiddling with dimensions
Playing with spaces
He is the master
Behind this craftsmanship
His passion in his work
Is something not even I
Could ever be the muse of
Lengthy
I could give you
Every inch of my heart
And you would still
Find the measurements
To be unimpressive
For You
I gifted you
My sanity
With a ribbon
I tightly pushed
What was left
Into a small box
To give you
Without question
Though
I thoughtÂ
I was in love
It was really
Your grip on me
That drove me
Insane
Irreplaceable
When you let someone else control the entirety of your identity, you are letting them control much more than just your physical being. Everything they do, becomes what you react to, physically and mentally. Attaching yourself to another person in this way opens you to losing the whole of the identity you sought after with them, when they decide to part with you.
You are replaceable… with the foundation, however, being completely superficial. What type of clothes you wear, the people you hang with, even down to the name to which others call you, can be changed and/or replaced. But when you begin to individualize yourself, your actions and emotions become singular, they become yours. The impressions you leave will forever be imprinted as yours and only yours.
Be you, unapologetically. You are growing and maturing and you will reach many points in your life where you will find you are forced to identify with a concept or person. Make sure it is something you truly identify with, or at least something you resonate with. But by all means, avoid doing or saying certain things simply because you feel as though it is what someone else would do or want you to do.
Be you, be you, be you.
Because at the end of the day, nobody can take that away.
Lust
Their greedy faces
Reaching for places
I can no longer locate
The Disconnect
I fancied the structures
Of bridges I should've burned
That was until I learned
How fun it is to play with fire