i understand the liberation that independence brings
but i don’t like being alone.
i know that i am fully capable of existing within my self
but i miss having warmth other than mine.
i have wonderful friends who give me so much love, more love than a man has ever
but sometimes i just want to kiss someone and exist with them.
it’s so strange sleeping next to someone every night then suddenly i’m in a cold bed only big enough for me.
i’m trying to find peace within myself. i’m grateful for the loves i’ve had and the impressions they left on my heart. i’ve learned so much about myself and grown within them
but all of the vases have been too small.
i want to find a space where there’s room to grow and flourish
but not yet.
i want to grow to love the space that i occupy alone
but it’s really hard.
