Newly Acclimated
Habit is such an annoying phenomenon, isn't it? Especially when you're in the habit of pining over that which was never yours to begin with. You were hers. And you were theirs. And you were yours. And you liked me. And I liked you. And I liked believing you might be mine.
But that is foolishness. Because I was never made to lay down anchors like you. Like them. Like her. Just as you were never made to sail with me.
You prophesied a future where you would fly. But my dear, you fly in aeroplanes. And I prophesied crawling up beside you. But I crawled hands and knees in the soil, farther and longer than all flights you've been late to.
Habit really is an extremely vexing phenomenon. But do you know what's more vexing? Looking back and wondering when you managed break your habits...
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The Ramblings of A Lunatic
RandomThis is a record of the thoughts in my head through the current span of my life. It is not a novel. It will have pieces of poetry and full blown rants. I hope that anyone reading this will be able to relate. And if you actually are reading this 'jo...
