I know you want to live a life that is not conventional. I
know that you hate fitting into the mold. I know that you want to be free to explore.
I too am unconventional, maybe not to the extreme that you are. I want
conventional things but could have them in an unconventional manner. I do not
want to be the typical couple, I never thought we were. Unfortunately we became
what I never wanted.
I know I wanted a house, the kids; the suburban life. I know
it made you feel trapped. I know I was in my glory and you were at your lowest.
But pussycat, I do want these things, I pushed for these things. Maybe I
thought if I pushed hard enough you would want them too. Every time, I want
something conventional you freak. You run away from me. I am just so scared
that you will run away so far that you will not come back.
If you asked me to run away with you, I would. I wish you
would have.
That house is just four walls and a leaky roof. The house
has no meaning if you are not there.
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