oh_me_ghost

You say that I am weak. I think that maybe you see yourself in others. Thats a love-tap Maria. Its a jab. Not an undercut. Stuck within a dream and making a fuss about it. Blaming me for not being cruel or maybe beautiful enough. For being truthful to me. Instead of being truthful to you. Whats truthful for you doesnt seem real. What you want seems to be agony so that you can dream of heaven more effectively. I wont let you remake me. Not because I dont love you. But because I do love you. I must never understand you. I must forget everything you say. I take what you say and cut it up like a puzzle and break it apart and throw it in a box. I hold it inside of me like pandora. Still, I have to be myself. When I am confused or when I need to figure something out, Ill remember the love you gave to anyone whod take it. I will stay alive. I wont run away from confusion like you did that one time. Ill remember you as an artist. Ill remember that even as you were running away, you stayed true to who you are. Ill remember that you were brave