Swaying...
Swaying away from you . . .
You pushed me . . . hard
Excessive indecision...Prolonged agony...
Perhaps unintentional? Perhaps motivated by sadistic intent?
With you, things were always unclear . . .
Mistake this not as a calling for sympathy or pity...
For, in this period of anti-euphoria, I have discovered the beauty of reasoning . . .
And through this discovery, i have found sanctity & solace, manifest in the most beautiful...
