I know you were never mine to begin with. Not that you are something to possess. (Maybe that was the problem). Anyway, I know you weren't mine (and I yours). Yet, I feel like I am losing you. Water running through my fingers.
Perhaps, if you were beyond becoming another's, above all possessing, an ideal that one only aspired to reach (as I thought you were), then my self-esteem wouldn't have taken such a hit.
Drip. Drip.
Desert Palms.
Dry Arid Lifeless.
2 comments:
AIn't it Always like that? losing to no one is far better than losing to "someone" right?
losing doesn't seem to matter
hmmm....i know how u feel...dont we all?
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