I knew from the get go that starting something implied the truth rolling.
In different situations and different words; but inside all the same, brothers and sisters. It isn't terrifying anymore, the truth is something I can live with. I had always figured it would be more vast and complex, but it is mine, so I can grasp every curve and comprehend the reasons behind each.
You are confused, aren't you?
It's okay, I've always said that if I could divorce myself I would, but thankfully, the procedure is nonexistent. Because really... why run away from ourselves? The relationship I share with my soul is more important than anything, I can't extradite it, I can't condemn it. How can I hope to love someone else if I fail to start with Maryuri? I am in a healthier place with myself than I have been in years.
Yet now that I think I am beginning to grow equipped to understanding another's needs as much as I understand my own, he has chosen to firmly turn away from me in cowardice. Thus, the well intoxicating love made sure that I would have to try again to get it right. I am stubborn, and this means that I don't care how much you tell me I can't, I simply do.
And in turn will.
But you should know that in anger, I always poise my thoughts in a positive note.
However, no truth is taken away from them.

