Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.
I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog’s. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt.
Act my age?
What the fuck is that, “act my age”?
What do I care how old I am?
The Ocean is old as fuck.
It will still drown your ass with vigor.
I LOVE YOU BUT I AM CAPABLE OF LOVING OTHER PEOPLE AND IT SEEMS LIMITING TO LET MYSELF MISS YOU WHEN I KNOW THAT I AM ABLE TO LOVE OTHER PEOPLE WHO ARE HERE AND PRESENT AND WHO I WON’T HAVE TO MISS AND YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY PERSON I AM CAPABLE OF LOVING, AND WHY ARE WE LIMITING OURSELVES TO ONE PERSON WHEN WE CAN HAVE THE WHOLE WORLD IF WE REACH OUT AND GRAB IT