I am not her. I am not that woman. That one that needs someone like she needs air. Of course I need you, but I will not die without you. My world would not stop turning if you left. It would just turn upside down for awhile. I can't help that I am not afraid to be alone-I love it. The space. The quiet. It soothes me. And besides, I rarely let me down.
Don't wait for me to beg you to love me-it will never happen. I'd rather swallow nails. It is just who I am. I am independent. I am a loner. I am a sideshow freak in some ways. Don't mistake my coldness for being heartless, I care-of course I care-but I will always love myself just a little more than I love you. If that makes me selfish, then so be it. I can't help that these wings do not fail. That I can keep on keeping on with or without you. I am me and that is all I will ever need.
I'm not a trophy to be placed high on your shelf. I am not the perfect, next door type you take home to your parents. I am not a mindless little thing that dangles off your arm and just waits to be petted. If you can't keep up, then you might as well stop, I'll lose you eventually.
Don't hold me too tight, I just might break. Don't hold me too close or I will smother. Don't pretend that these wings don't exist or I will show you again how well they work. Don't ask me to be more than I am. Don't ask me to settle for less.
I am me. Just me. Strong, independent, reliable, steady. I am like a guardian angel-when I think you need me-I am there. When I can see that you don't-I am gone.
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