I’m not damaged.
I’m not broken.
Stop repeating lies and losing focus.
I’m on a mission to find why.
I trade hope for closeness, every time.
Where did I learn this unhealthy habit of mine?
I should have already recognized by the beginning signs.
If they are never curious beyond the depths, of my surface line.
Not intrigued about the hobbies or interests I like.
They never come into this, looking to build.
So why do I go in with hope for something to grow, where I know it never will?
I don’t need more chemistry.
But some reciprocal curiosity wouldn’t dampen things.
You are only engaging at the capacity you can.
I want depth, where you choose to host shallowness.
You want an unemotional investment that has a high yield savings, for your own self interest.
Your enjoyment was your intention.
Pleasant moments with no entanglements.
I wanted consistency and emotional stability.
You wanted clarity.
As to why I couldn’t just enjoy what you were generously offering.
Which was limited emotional bandwidth, and physical intimacy as bonding.
I just wanted to know your intentions with me.
I don’t believe that was an unfair request, I was asking.
Unfortunately we wanted closeness, but two different kinds as it turns out to be.
It just so happens that yours, isn’t working for me.
No one’s fault.
We are not coming from the same place of need.
I now acknowledge that if I was damaged, I wouldn’t be aching for meaning.
Like, if I was broken, there’d be no need for reflecting.
What I said and requested was necessary for me.
To preserve space for someone who will accept and reciprocate, the same curiosity for me.

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