Why can’t we break up?
You are cruel. A thief.
But you like quiet.
Leave me forever. I beg you.
I hate you. You haunt me.
But I was there for you when you needed to be there for someone else.
Your unusual awakeness allowed your awareness.
Gave you opportunities.
It’s not fair.
I’m so miserably tired.
Life isn’t fair.
You are comfortable with the dark.
You’ve lived the dark before.
I don’t want to be in the dark.
Sometimes it scares me.
But after the dark comes the dawn, always. Without fail.
I taught you that.
Light comes after the dark.
With the dawn comes light, but still weariness.
I’m too tired.
Yet, you’ve always survived the weary.
The light lives on.
We are still not friends. I don’t love you.
Tomorrow morning as I dress for work, I will hate you all over again.
Who says we have to be friends?
Growth and transformation aren’t easy.
Acceptance will yield peace, not necessarily love.