"Half of my heart's got a grip on the situation; half of my heart takes time."
//John Mayer; Half of my heart
I cannot begin to imagine the depth and breadth of all that is on your mind, the things that enthrall you, the things that excite you, the things that make you fall apart. I cannot begin to fathom all that you are, your complexity, your imperviousness, your realities. What would you make of this halfway house that we occupy, caught somewhere in between fear and fearlessness. What would it take to tear you into two, so that you stop running, stop hiding, stop playing make-believe.
Be staunched, my bleeding heart. You knew where reckless abandon would lead you.
"Half of my heart's got a grip on the situation; half of my heart takes time."
//John Mayer; Half of my heart
I cannot begin to imagine the depth and breadth of all that is on your mind, the things that enthrall you, the things that excite you, the things that make you fall apart. I cannot begin to fathom all that you are, your complexity, your imperviousness, your realities. What would you make of this halfway house that we occupy, caught somewhere in between fear and fearlessness. What would it take to tear you into two, so that you stop running, stop hiding, stop playing make-believe.
Be staunched, my bleeding heart. You knew where reckless abandon would lead you.
