I find myself on the threshold of being alone again, without the warmth I have grown used to, yet unencumbered by the onus of another’s emotions which has heretofore bound me in a torpid lull. All things that flare with passionate light must in turn fade; it is fallacy to fight the progression. Without his arms to hold me, without this crutch I have leaned upon for far too long, I stand unattached but not lonely, for what I have always relied upon, above all other things, has been myself. Solitarily, but with solidarity of purpose and volition, I go on.
insquequo deinde
~93
2 comments:
Hey stranger, just wanted to say I enjoy your writing.
-complete stranger.
Keep writing... don't let things like sleep and work get in your way! 8)
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