I used to listen to people talk about their feelings for others. Talk about how impossible they are, but I never used to understand. I would sit in my place and nod but the word never used to lay right in my mind.
How could a person be impossible? I would ponder. It's not like they had any superpowers to turn invisible or fly, it's not like they weren't human, and it's definitely not like they were the most beneficial to them.
But now I get, the words have sat long enough. I met you and the world seemed to shift a notch, everything just slides into place. I understand what it's like to have that impossible person.
You see, no they do not have any superpowers, that's because they become your superpower; and yes they are human but that's what gives them their character, the small little things that no one but you end up taking notice of and loving; and yes they may have their con's but the pro's far outweigh them.
My impossible one, you are so out of this world that you can be capable of being both my greatest strength and yet my largest weakness.
Look after me, please.
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Train Of Thought: Delayed
RandomJust some random things that pop into my head while I'm living life and dealing with everything it throws at me. I may swear, I'm sorry. It's a coping mechanism.