today i find mself, lying in mind, stateless – yet profoundly i have answers that i knew never i’d have – today i feel the calm of solitude and isolatioin – that which i was destined for and that which you tunred me against and diverted my tendancies – curse these things that i have thouht – no matter now thye make nothing wothwhile.
Today, i am not white or black but grey, the netural maturity that has lifted me.
Dear I love you in mind and in thought and mostly in the person i have made ou to be – in my mind you grow with purpose and fantasy – though through perfection – you are still the base that binds. I love myself for loving you, for it i myself that created you – dormented figure sometimes i think myself to be – but this soon passes as i i know its unreal.
today its over – you are only now that which i decide within my mind – nothing less and nothing more.
today its over for me and you.