I am not myself, this is the bargain —
the unspoken agreement here.
There are certain things ignored,
in order to bear the strain of it —
this union, this coming together.
So we remain in false bliss,
together, yet estranged.
I ate these words up! Pure, unfiltered life juice here. I love it, also love the synchronicity of thought. Was just writing about my relationship to envy. A natural reaction, yes, but is it necessary? How might my perspective improve my response? Accountability, self-responsibility! This should be part of Being a Writer 101.
Thanks for sharing, love!