It's like a scale.

One side, theres love, desire, strength, weakness, yearning, passion, romance, fire.

The other side, has rationality, reason, strengths and weaknesses also, sense.

What side does my heart die for? love.

And my rational mind says no, stick to reason.

But no fuck it, its over. I sit in the middle. Not wanting to move. Waiting for someone to reach out to me and pull me down. wishing it would happen. tears. I love that feeling. at least its something. a sour taste in my mouth and I want to spit at the god that has given me such loss and heartache and pain and confusion. why? why does it always happen like this. the ones that want me, i really dont care for. the ones that dont want me, i would die for. why? seriously! why?!

send me to my corner

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