I have lived without
being loved for so long
that whenever anyone
tries to take care of me
I immediately retreat.
It’s not that I don’t
want to share my
forever with someone,
but when forever
means having to look
ahead with another
set of eyes, all I can
see is my alone
someday having to
rekindle the flame
of its own solitude.
Published on September 06, 2014 11:35