As I walk on this journey with you, I realize that I wasn't walking with you all along, but i was following you. I've been chasing this false image of friendship, lost in this figment of my imagination that you actually cared about me. As I evaluate this time that we've spent full of madness, I understand now that I am the flower and you are the bee. My beautiful being so much for your eyes to see, yet you use me. Sucking me dry for my precious pollen to build up the home of your ego.Yet I stay true and available so that when your need me I'm there to follow, so you can use and abuse the priviledge that I've given you to taste the sweet nectar of my spirit, but I stay true. But you get what you want then fly back to the queen, because in her presence you feel serene. She nurishes your being inside and out she is the mirror to your soul without a doubt. And I stand here suspended, left alone with my thoughts, remembering the softness of your touch. But then reality takes over and I remember that it's not you that I crave, but its the feeling of security. The warmth of knowing that deep down inside I'm desirable. Then I conceptualize and realize that this is about me, you were merely a token of affection on my totem pole. Thinking all this time that you needed me, but then i realized that i needed you. I needed you to make me smile. I needed you to feel sexy. I needed you to feel safe. I overdosed on the little affection you gave me and allowed myself to be trapped in your lies and deceit. However, as my relationship with my Father above grows stronger and stronger, He reminds me that you were never what I needed. You were a phase and you helped me grow and I thank you. Now that your out of my life, I see clearly and though I thought I would miss you, I dont. Instead I pity you, for never learning the lesson that I tried to teach you, but I guess that really wasnt my place. So now that we take our separate paths, we can remember, and forget the past we leave behind. We can move on and grow some more...separately and eternally connected. I wish you the best of luck in your life.
Peace, Love, and Happiness,
Veronica
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