had you on a pedestal…
a perfect one painted white..
you looked like a hero of dreams in every angle and light…
but placing all the blame on you seems too easily done…
every time I tried to move on in the past…I always found myself back at one…
but this feels different…in a way I cannot describe…
fear and hate and suffering…
are ones I can no longer subscribe….
love is a completely different vibe…
one where you feel fully…alive…
