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November 5, 2013


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I think the wedge has been driven in too deeply.

It's so deep, it's cut our porcelain bodies in ha  lf.

But I'm left with the top half, the one that thinks and feels: the heart that won't stop pounding, won't just give up and let it die.

Instead, I pretended I had the bottom half. The one with legs that w a l k e d  a w a y.

But we both know that's not true. Those legs are still there, waiting for the day when all the kings horses and all the kings men...

And so we write.
The words come naturally, most of the time. But I'll admit, sometimes I shine them. I add a little sparkle for dramatic effect. Because I'm not living my life  c o m p l e t e  yet.

And I need to learn that that's okay.

You would have been the one to tell me if it was okay. I miss your honest opinion.

Maybe I'm the one at fault. I'm letting the perception of 'disappointment' in their eyes block my way. Maybe not. Maybe some people know best.

I'm fucking sick of maybes.

I can't handle it, either way. Having the choice, being the one.
If goodbye will make it better

I should bury the top half.

Finally put it to rest.
But I won't. Ever.
If this is all I have, then this is all I need.

Am I being selfish?
I should better explain, a C name if it makes the K sound. Like Calypso.
This is amazing. :) I love it. I love the textual emphasis as well. Not to mention, I'm trying to figure out who this is about. ;)
I had fun writing this with the different textual emphasis. I may do it more often.
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