Till Forever

August 10, 2007:

I sense from the look in your eyes that you are not as strong as you physically appear. Looking deep I can see your weakness and your desire to be more than you can handle. I should know better than to lay with a creature such as yourself. I should know better than to mingle with a mind who cannot stand with poise. Its intellect I hunger, its superficial nonsense that you provide. Once I thought I could wait, once I thought you were the goal, but now I realize you are nothing more than an insecure object. You've caused my mind to wander and you have wasted my time. You are a fragile soul and I wish I had the strength to make you see - but your eyes will never be that wide open. You will never see me as an intellectual equal, even though that is what I wish we could be. The strengths you had to tug on my heart have faded. If I look into your eyes again, I know what I will see. I will see you watching me walk away. I will see myself with a better creature, stronger, pure, whole-heartedly honest and more my equal. You will only know that your glimmer of hope closed, just as you closed the door when you had the chance.

'Till forever, you'll wonder if you get another chance...