Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Born To Resist Part Two

My grip was tight around this. You fit right in the palm of my hand. Thank you for caring and sharing yourself with me. You’re brave, and that’s good that it works for you. But please don’t get too close. You scare me when you hold me like that. With you I feel like I can do no wrong. I don’t understand why you choose to abide in that lie. Your eyes are never far from mine, and I wish you wouldn’t do that. I appreciate your curiosity but I can’t give you anything but blank pages to read. Your sincere effort is admirable. I wish I had your courage, because your vulnerability blows my mind. Don’t let me change that about you.
I told you from the beginning that we’re better off apart. Your persistence is flattering, but it will not break me. You’re compliments. That smirk you get when I walk in the door. I can handle your hand in mine, because I can keep the other one clinched tightly. I am perfectly fine giving you part of me, but holding fast to everything else. I’m fine with this. Just this. Your sweet phrases and the lingering of your kiss will not break me. I like you, but I don’t really need you. Sickening, isn’t it? I don’t know how you tolerate such a jaded heart. Your eyes tell me that your soul is aching. Honey, I’ve tried but I don’t think I’m capable of returning the favor. I don’t want to give in, but I can’t get you out of my mind. Please stop. You scare me when you hold me like this. I can’t get used to this. I won’t get used to this. You will not break me.
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