Saturday, 14 August 2010
The Bruised Ego
You are my go-to thought when my mind is blank. And how long can you cringe at yourself for after the fact? You brought out things in me I would rather forget. I would like to think that was me pretending, rather than the true size of my ego. I would like to think I was simply trying to match yours. After being ice for so long, I willingly turned into water for you, against all odds bursting into flames. There are some things I suppose your meant to put to rest, without ever really getting any rest from it. I wish I could go back, re-act, re-think my actions and those thoughts I never should have thought aloud. Perhaps that’s how it goes. I had been getting too used to getting my way for too long. The balance must have been wrong.