that was my only fear, the fear of my heart being broken. the thing you told me to not be afraid of, the thing i gave you so much shit about because i was afraid, that. you made my fear a reality.
i guess i was just renting that space in your head/heart while he was gone. thinking i was gonna be able to live there for a lifetime. but truth is, it was never my home, it's someone else's, someone who doesn't even appreciate the structure and beauty, its flaws that make it even more wonderful. its warmth. its comfort. its complexity. and eventhough he's moved back in and taken what i thought was my place. he might move out again, because he doesn't embrace all that it is you. and yet another will move in temporarily to give some sort of maintenance, until he decides to move back in, hopefully for good.
No comments:
Post a Comment