I meant what I said.

Not entirely, but I meant what I said, for the moment that I was in.

It makes no sense to you but it makes perfect sense to me and the space that I’m in.

To understand me now, you’d have to understand my ups and downs.

There’s no getting around who I am when my thoughts are moving fast pace.

So fast that I pray for grace to surpass the darkness that grabs ahold of my attention fully.

It’s deep, it’s beautiful, it’s me. But if that’s not what you see, then you haven’t quite seen me.

So when I say I can live without you I mean it. Even if I love you to pieces I’d mean exactly what I said while I’m in that space.

And until you can keep up with my pace it makes no sense for you to ever say that you understand me now.

Because how?

When I’m only beautiful to you when I’m not being too deep….