posted on: April 5, 2010
You know, there are people that have made me love myself. There have been people who have made me witty and people who have made me smart. There have been people who made me eloquent and people who have made me soft. There have been my opposites, who surprised me when I loved them. There have been my kindred spirits and we screamed together.
And when I was with them, I felt so good about who I was. I could mush into them and I felt like me, finally.
But then I didn't have any of them, at all.
I feel like myself.
I feel like Me.
I'm still smart, and soft, and surprised.
I can sit alone on my lawn and be fine.
Because I keeps Me company. We mush into each other and
I keep myself alive and living.
It feels better, even better than before.