(When I'm around you I'm predictable)
Not being in love.
It's the only feeling in the world that can equal that of being in love. Being in love is like having all and nothing all at the same time, like dying the finest death every day, like entering the locked castle where somewhere lurks the beast.
And what is the opposite of that?
Knowing everything.
I know I'm sadistic but it's so satisfying looking around me and being able to smirk and say,
"I'm better than that. Nothing can faze me."
And it's not just love for a person, but love for the whole-- love for our little slice of mankind over here.
I don't need it at all. There are only a few people I need in order to survive.
One is my best friend and everything to me.
One is an object and a gift.
One is Brian. One is Brett.
One is Colleen.
One is indelible, warm, cold; my mirror image.
That is the extent of my love.
The rest are best forgotten.
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