Tuesday, December 27, 2011

The Girl in the Picture

She's so pretty; so calm, so collected and happy. I don't buy it. There's something there submerged that will eventually bubble up to the surface and blow up in my face. Just drop it, I won't sacrifice for you, won't compromise with you and most probably won't respect you. Although you will forcibly accept my resentment, contempt and possibly my pity. Sounds like a good time? No - of course not.
Think you can change me or wait for me to do so independently? Don't hold your breath, count me out for your bullshit psychology and strictly stop starting sentences with "you have to" or I will walk away at best.

Well then beautiful, welcoming and innocent simple smile I will have to see where you take me, because I can't resist your evil temptations. As much as I know it will go poorly, possibly destroying me emotionally and draining my ability to trust, I'm at your feet. Helpless and naive. Curiosity - worse! Weakness. Keep telling yourself it will be worth it someday and they can't all be the same. Hopeful and willing, more than that, pursuing and trying. For now.