Monday, July 31, 2017

The Deplorable Insecure

I'm drowning alone.

In stubborn pride I want to rant and storm and scream the sky down.  I want to rain hell and fire and burn everything in sight. In my stubbornness I want to be difficult. I want to toss my head, sparks in my eyes and show that I'm no one's fool; to show my strength.

I'd double down and be the one creating the distance. I'd be the one who stops giving all my time. I'd be the one who simply stops making an effort. I'd let go.

I'd find things to do alone. He'll be here for three days.  He has avoided me before, not that long ago.  This is new.

I feel small and quite silly.  I keep putting myself out there and getting rejected in return. I think he just didn't want me there.

I'm tired. All I want is love. A bed to sleep in. Arms to cuddle in to. Whispered "I love you's" and "good night's".

My desires are so simple. To feel loved.  That's all.

Seems like it's too much to ask.

Love is too much to ask for.

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