xxtinkerbellxx

I've had such a strange journey lately. My dreams have been haunted by hope and a lover I know couldn't exist. My days are filled with thoughts and feeling dredged from the corners of my soul. I woke up yesterday feeling the urge to run away. I chase my freedom every where. I have left lovers, I have driven across the country, I have bitten and clawed anything that attempts to tie me down...and I'm finding that love is always a cage. A man seeks to tame every time. Every kiss is a brand. Every hug is a reminder of the constriction I feel every minute that I am with him, whichever one he be. Each one has attempted to stop my midnight howls to the moon, my incessant wandering. I mourn that I am not domesticated. I long to be a house cat, a maid, a simple wife but I cannot. I can't ask that they understand the wind that blows in my heart and stirs me to seek out another corner of the world I haven't yet seen but is still more of a home than any man's house.

Every woman needs so much more than can be found in these civilized landscapes.