So, this? I have no idea where it came from. I mean, yes, I wrote it, but how the first sentence turned into what follows?….I have no explanation. It just…happened. I guess old, dredged up stuff from a really long time ago? Maybe you can relate. Anyway, enjoy the complete and total departure from the norm.
Remember that boyfriend (or girlfriend) who was just…wrong?
You KNEW they were a bad idea. In every way. Every fiber of your being told you to stay away…but you didn’t.
They were different. That was the draw.
You were captive, mesmerized.
Chewed up. Spit out. There you were, back again, outside their door, your fist making the hollow knocking. All you feel is butterflies.
You want to leave, but you won’t.
You wish you had never met, but you don’t.
You’re here. They’re there. No middle ground.
Around in circles you go, you fly, you fall, back again for more.
He takes, he deceives, you’re given over to his slights. He spins his words, you believe, you cling, holding onto a lie .
Where is the distance? Where is the space? It’s gone. It’s gone. No middle ground.
I’m crumbling, trying, who do you want? It’s not me. It’s not you. It’s everything in between. Nowhere to stand. Nowhere to turn. Lines blurred, heart torn.
Straddling the world I thought I once knew. Pulling away from the grip, holding you.
Where is the distance? Where is the space? It’s here. It’s vast. No middle ground.