She comes up and taunts me like I'm her property, but I don't belong to anyone. I am my own person, I don't need her - but something in me says I still do. Maybe because I don't have the courage to live the life I always dreamed of. Someday I will and it will be beautiful, a house in California looking over the sea with my family.
A perfect family is hard to come by or maybe being here has made me think like that. I do however know for a fact that those blue eyes that captured me once are the only ones I want to look into and love for the rest of my life. Impossible and toxic are labels for relationships that just hurt people, our love is hard to come by because I was inevitably entranced in our first conversations.
I will wait as long as it takes.
