I want to purge myself from you so I can move towards the sunset fleeting on the horizon. I opened my heart once and it trapped me inside with the curtains closed and the silence of the street keeping me still. I get jealous of the tide that rolls in on the shore. I get tired of being so damn insecure. I want to jump on that horizon and feel the wind on my naked face. If you won’t follow where I’m going to be, then leave me.
But you never do and you never will, will you?
