foolishness

i once believed in a transcedant love. i believed in soul-mates. two people drawn together by some cosmic force, such that nothing could keep them apart. i once believed, in the foolishness of my youth, that i had found him. but i let him go, for reasons i won't go into now. but for years, i tortured myself for letting go of the person i though was perfect for me. but the older i get, the more i realize there's no such fucking things as soul mates and it was me just romanticizing a bunch of bullshit. i finally realized that it's a good damn thing we didn't stay together anyway, because he probably would have destroyed me. i'm too fragile. i should just be alone. but it's too late for that anyway.

anyway, here's a snippet of some romantic bullshit i wrote. it's all crap anyway. but when i write, as when i read, i experience an alternate reality where i can have whatever i want. and that brings me a modicum of happiness.


in a place beyond the physical
beyond the tangible
there is a love that dwells
one soul, rent in two
by a force greater than
the love once bound.


there' s bunch bullshit after that, but it's what i used to believe. what a crock of shit.
oh goody, it's time to go to church.