September 8, 2010

You may not be here. You may not be the reason.

But an aspect of you is a clue to why I have left behind a life I was so sure of three weeks ago.

Then, I wanted to chop down trees and make a cabin.

Now, I want to watch the man I’ve fallen for draw them and talk about aspects of trees that I have never even thought of before.

I’ve gone wild.

I’ve been led off my set path.

And now I can understand every decision you’ve ever made about us more than ever.

Because what we were was imposible—unnatural.

You can’t fight it.
You have to give in in order to live.