Here

You think you're so fucking enlightened.
For a time I thought that about you also.
 
But I see now that we exist on COMPLETELY different planes.
In my world, you're without a clue.

Don't think for a second that I don't,
or won't,
always love you.

I will

To be fair, you made me promise to never give you my heart,
so I didn't.
But oh how badly I wanted you to want me to.

And you know this.

To me your spirit was wild and free.
 I saw you as a butterfly,
dancing on a warm summer breeze.

Now I see a dandelion seed
lost in a hurricane
blown in every different direction,
so all over the place.

The one place you aren't.

Is here

I think I'm so fucking "Deep"
for awhile, most people think that about me also

But then they discover that with depth,
there is always darkness.

If I did exist on your plane, the darkness of my deep
would surely dim your beautiful light.
In your world, I am without a place.

I don't doubt for a second that you do,
and always will, love me.

you will.

To be fair, you never saw the deepest depths of my heart
because I promised to hold them away from you,
still you saw and touched, and breathed what lies within

And I know this

To you, my spirit is bound in chains
A prisoner of the demons I create myself
held back, held down, held in check

better that, than to be not held at all

torn apart by my own doubt and fear
my pieces so all over the place

And the only place I can ever be,

is here,