Wednesday, 27 September 2017

Letting go

I am sorry but I must get going.
We cannot be friends
When you look at me you see a friendly face
When you look at me you see happiness perched on my lips
When I look at you I see pain and sadness
Not pain because you will hurt me 
Not pain because you will break my heart
Not pain because you will never see me the way I see you
But pain because I look at you and see so much love and caring
But now is not the time nor will it ever be.
Oh, look at the hour.

I’m sorry but I must go. 


(When you let go of a toxic friendship.)


Remarks

Don’t tread on my toes I am not a lamp
You don’t get to treat me like a rock in the room
No one gets to treat me like I am some dirt that they brush off
If you want to come near me be it in love or friendship know that I am not easy to use or pass off for something better.
If you want to be around me bring your all, bring your fire and bring your calm.
Connections are not trivial things to drop or pick up whenever you feel
Don’t treat me like a speck of dust in the corner, telling me you love me and care about me but then dusting me away as though I am a nonsense.
I am a human
I have a heart
I have a soul
You are lucky
This life is too short to spend with people who put your fire out

So if you do not want to respect me, then please take your wandering feet and walk out the door.


(Inspired by broken friendships and misogyny) 

How...

Cities, lights, winds, tastes, smells, different
Grass, fields, sheep, daffodils, pain, lightness
Freedom, loneliness, connection, forgetful, alone
Confusion, betrayal, knowledge, exploring, claustrophobia, happiness, love
Falling, guilt, fear, loathing, excitement, flying, fun, control
Old, overwhelm, tears, deep breathes, sweaty walks, plastered smiles

How do you explain to someone that without people life is useless to you. That loneliness and frustration is one step behind you. Guilt is chasing you from all angles.
How do you explain to someone that you have a sense of dread that sinks every morning and night to the pit of your stomach.
How do you explain to someone that if you could teleport you would.
How do you explain to someone that you are scared of genuine human connection because your scared to get hurt. If you keep everyone at arms length then you’ll be fine.
How do you explain to someone that you want to get close to people, that people, the good ones, they are worth so much. They are worth the tears and the distance. That it is ok to hurt.
But the world tells us to worry about ourselves first, that alone you can conquer your demons all without explaining to the world that you’re in pain and need help.
I don’t want life, unless I’m with those who I love. To be alone, to be struggling like you are pushing sand uphill.
How do you explain to someone the depth of the sadness that lies within; how you try to love people so deeply that it feels like you are loving yourself through them. How do you love yourself even when you have no motivation and you don’t care whether the world around you caves in.

How do you explain to people that you want to be positive, that you are positive. That something physically feels like its pulling you back. How do you explain to someone that conversations and stories and passions are what make the world go around. How do you get fired up about something when you feel like crawling back to bed?

Well. How do explain yourself truly to anyone?


My love

My love will go like this;
Little touches
Awkward glances
Funny nose spraying laughter
Odd moments
Bouncy days
Slight touches in secret
Pain followed by comfort or vice versa
Shivers of every kind
Spontaneity to climb to the top of the tower
Freedom from each other and to simply be
Caring no matter what the circumstances