Generally, I can be a very picky person. Maybe 50% of the foods I try I don't like. When I'm reading, it has to be perfectly suited to me or I give up and abandon it. If poetry doesn't stick just right with me I tend to despise it. But nothing clutches to the base of my spine more than the sentence "I am every age I have ever been."
It isn't complex, and it is probably a very relatable feeling for most people, but something about the way it is worded, the way it speaks is just impeccable. I think I am every age I ever will be too. I am a lonely child and a monster of a teenager, and a quiet 30 year old, and a contented old man.
If there is one thing I'm not picky about, its the way Im loved. Any and all love is welcomed warmly. Grasping at straws, maybe, but happy. When my mum let me sleep with her when I was far too old but I had been sad. When my dad will sit with me for hours in silence, or show me all of the fire preventions we have to ease me. When a past partner would remind me to take my medicine, or try the things I like.
If there was one thing I could have, I'd choose any semblance of normalcy, which I suppose is counterintuitive considering I am the antonym of normal. I am odd and probably too loud, but I want to wake up with my #dreamgirl and go on evening walks, and maybe hold hands too, if we so wish.
Every odd needs a normal and every normal needs an odd. Or something like that, anyway.
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