You are going to break your promise. I understand. And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you.
I hope you look for me in everyone else and panic when you realize that they’ll never be exactly the same.
You, who takes oxygen from the universe,
and gives back carbon dioxide in return.
You, who basks in sunshine at seven in the morning,You, whose parts are organs and tissues and cells and elements and molecules and stars.
and solidifies your bones with it.
One day, you will return the dust you’ve borrowed from this old, old universe.
But until then,
You are a piece of this moving everything.
And everything is not everything without you.
You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that.
i love when dogs sigh. its like, hey bud, long day at the office?