I'm mine!
Why when people are pigeon holed into the definition of being together are they all of a sudden the other persons?
I'm not his and he is not mine.
I hate the stereotypes that people have to pin to others.
That because I'm 'with' one person I can't hang out with anyone else for fear of some sort of retaliation. The idea that if anyone crosses me now that the now proverbial 'he' with retaliate against them for me. Was I not an individual before any of this? Did they not figure I could take care of my self?
I will never be someone else's to own or command. I am me and my own.
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It is the fear of bringing about the hate of two, the knowledge that you have that something others don't.
I know he doesnt own you. And you stood tall, and strong on your own as well. You are both beautiful and powerful as a person, but with him, there seems to be an impenterable guard around you.
A heart i cannot get in too.
Because, like it or not, you really are different now.
I can't relate to this... and i wish i could.
I wish i could say i understand what its like to be enough for one person.
He doesn't own you, but he has a peice of you i can't touch.
And i'm sorry if i've made you feel boxed, or labled.
I just... don't understand why yet. And i doubt that i will ever be able to relate to how it feels to be that special.
I only hope you can forgive me.
This post really wasn't about anyone. More of a rant of societal generalizations and ideas that people seem to have about me and about other people
Sorry... i tend to personalize things. And apologize alot.
Really, i was trying to give some sort of outside point of view. I really am just part of the masses.
Yeah.
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