i've never been completely committed to anything.
who else gets it right on their very first shot? i'm lucky, and i don't know why. but i do know better than to fight it.
what's it like depending on one person to pick up your inner slack? what's it like being the missing piece in some puzzle that someone didn't know existed until they completed it? what's it like to stand back and look in the mirror and see a second pair of eyes because you're carrying another person with you always? why isn't it scarier? i never understood why anyone was able to actually let that kind of thing happen. now i do.
i get it.
i get why you've fought so hard. i hope you know i'm fighting too.
(ps, your checklist is uncompleted. and i love you.)
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