Friday, August 20, 2010

Melodies





I feel like I have a choice. Not between the sadness or the glee but between an acceptance I can understand. I used to think it was between allowing myself to feel sad or not but it’s too difficult that way. It is so tiring lying everyday. I just can’t be a brick wall anymore. I mean, I love the brick wall. It’s great; I don’t have to tell anyone anything. I am crumbling though, under the weight of my own secrets. So, I don’t want to do it anymore. Thank you, brick wall, for shielding me. I appreciate it. I am beginning, (slowly) to understand the hardest thing I have ever tried to fathom. It is physically impossible for me the fix the unfixable, so there needs to be an end in sight. I’m not sorry you ever met because I would have never been introduced to my little buddy, my eternal partner in crime. I am sad though, because it’s over. I might never say goodbye to that sadness. I can however, meet it, shake its hand, and make an awkward comment about never finishing my undergrad. You know, a standard introduction.

Because the thing is, we are all just people (please save the clichéd sighs of agreement). Trying so hard to just do that thing called ‘happiness’. The textbook version of how evolution is potentially supposed to mirror. You were my parent and now you’re not. You were my guidance and now you’re not. It sounds terrible, at first and feels even worse. But it’s okay, it might just take pressure off. I don’t need any of those figureheads to give me the answers. The answers might exist and they might not. I just realized I don’t need them.


I just need you to love me.