Jun 05, 2009 12:27
It takes so much. It takes so much discipline. These nights when the town goes to sleep and the nighthawks look to keep the spirit going, my spirit becomes vulnerable so I usually leave early. My mind gets bogged down with a weakened facade of pure happiness. The feeling of isolation creeps in and yet instead of being around people, I want to be alone. I think...it's to air out my grievances so I can start the next day with a refreshed soul.
to hug but not hold
to glance but not gaze
to love but not desire
This is my dilemma. Workin' on it.