There must be a reason why we are so dragged to things we're leaving behind, I mean, if it's only logical, then why is it so addictive to stare?

So much passion and eager to go back
So wrong than it makes it so desirable
So easy and reachable

Everything that makes any sense and gives some perspective, tell us that there's no good back there, but we just wanna walk back and dig... crawl back and feel.

So much energy and hunger
So negative than it makes it so ideal
So tasty and divine

I give myself permission, knowing that I'll be punished in the morning, just to touch and feel what's right there, behind my foot steps... Just to remind myself of what I'm leaving behind, and how much love I feel for the wrong path.

0 voices:

Post a Comment