I am not who you think I am
I am not who you think I am. Do not put your expectations upon me, because they are yours, not mine.
I will not ask of you anything, because it is your journey, not mine.
Looks are over-rated
She was old and world-weary, ugly and patched up where she’d been weather beaten, seen too much sun and fought too many waves.
Hard work
I got told last night that I seemed like hard work (to hit on). What is it about someone needing to make an effort to get to know me that I took to be a bad thing? Is there still a part of me or our collective feminine – which believes women need to be comely and easy and fall at the feet of any man who shows an interest in us in order to be accepted?
A life well lived
We have such different ideas of what constitutes a life well lived.
Do you look for the next thing to make the adrenalin course through your veins to remind you that you’re human and immortal or do you crave the quiet and peace of an easy life?
She was happy he was happy
And she was happy he was happy, because that’s all she ever wanted for him. It just sucked that she had to let him go for him to figure out how amazing he was.