Wednesday, June 16, 2010

struggle

I love when you hand it to me, when you give me that power. Sometimes it feels so hard to hold up my end, but then I'm reminded in the little ways it's killing you.

I know you're trying your best to fake it. Trust me, I know all about it honey. Been there, done that. But I'm enjoying this role reversal, being the other for a change. I won't say it's easy, but I think I've got a better shot than you.


I am X. I'm the constant.

I am the independent variable.

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