I pledge allegiance to no one,
I come from nowhere,
no pride in my origin–
I just came to be and keep on living.
Going my own way, led by own desires,
and profoundly solo
I fit in everywhere
and nowhere.
With you,
nothing's changed.
Except everything.
I'm still in my spot in the corner,
still in my world outside of the world,
but now there's me and you.
We are ourselves with each other,
we understand one another,
you and I are one and the same.
I have you.
I don't need anyone else.
How easy it is for me to drop everything I've ever known
anytime,
and now it's for a future with you.
I guess that's the beauty of us being together:
two misfits,
already living apart from the world,
in our own little world,
ever only us two.
YOU ARE READING
CREATING CONSTELLATIONS
Poëzie"We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellation...
