Out of control…

Oh that fucking clarity in him

when everything is up to me

Oh that fucking calmness

when I scream, run, weep

The only thing he wants to force

upon me he says, is to live

That is, to not die…

The perfect him

who made me who I am

Much more than the Atticus clan

to be whoever I want

when he continued to love..

And only love..

All of it intimidates me

which made me run

to mediocrity where

I felt in control…

Alas! now, its all out of control…

True love is not just unconditional

It’s fucking out of control!

 

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