close to nothing

 

I guess what I’m saying is you equate me to nothing when you should be comparing me to gold because soon our love with go bronze and you’ll regret treating me like less. Simply put, I am dynamite and you are mountain that will not stand in my way. I will not be held down, I’ve been here before dear and it’s no fun. First, the ‘I love you’s ’ will start to sound like an automatic voice messaging machine and you will become comfortable with the un-nerving fact that our spark is out and this is our lives. But dear I’m not okay with the 9-5 lives, with the routines, with the schedule.

I need to feel like I can do anything not cemented to the fucking ground.

I need to feel that freedom I felt with you walking downtown late at night.

Right now I feel close to nothing.

 

Close.

 

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