I feel safe when i don’t know you and you don’t know me.
I feel safe when i know that no one can know me and enter my mind and thoughts.
I fear the oppertunites of love and relationship for fear of security breaches and my ungaurded beaches, where i walk and speak with the sunset that as layed down to rest apon the horizon…my friend – my unknown.
I fear finding footprints before me, or behind me i fear the exposure of truth and faith and comfort and realness.
i can’t trust people with that which i know they cannot understand – that which they do not understand they define as noexistant – fantasy, my fantasy is the unknown strugeling to reach for air and breath, in the seas of uncertainty.
I am better at me than being what you want – I’m better with me.
Leave me here, in my space by lock and the theoretical key.
Leave me be, for being is what i deserve and its what i live for – I will not tollerate your attempts to ‘find’ me – I don’t want to be found.
I am better here, with myself – with my thoughts and with your memory.