Monday, June 14, 2010

Plans

I would never ask you to sacrifice your dreams for the sake of my needs. In fact, I would never judge you by what you are uncomfortable with doing. As long as I am with you, that's all that would matter. Being apart of your endeavors, your dreams is more than one could ask for. Bring apart of what makes you the person you are is more than one could ask for. I would change for you, I would make for you, I would swim for you, I would take for you.

The materials were there, and so were the plans.
The materials were there, and so were the plans.

I had never felt so betrayed by myself when considering you. I had never felt so unable in my specialties. I had never rethought my beliefs, my spirit, my concentration until you. Your single interest, that one desire ran through my heart like a channel of flame, incinerating all of its function. And just like the respect and trust I rebuilt, you failed to acknowledge, and instead grew quiet, calm, complacent.

The materials were there, and so were the plans.
The materials were there, and so were the plans.

Somersault, sideways dive.
I'll wish you the best of luck, but I don't do goodbyes.