undiscovered soul

once upon a time you were born from a thought and from a reality. in my carefully craftation of words, i was able to transform an unfortunate reality and make a more acceptable dream. i preserved this dream in a solid binding and gave myself a happy ending. but you see, dearest brendan, i am beginning to see your side of things. i have found myself in a place and in a time i had once begun to continue your story. if i were to do that now, i think the story would be much different than the one originally proposed. what happens when we grow up? when we become more ourselves? when who we used to be isn’t who we are? i’m not stuck anymore and i don’t need to go back. i don’t want to be the glue anymore. i’ve got more important things to worry about, like myself. dearest brendan, i am beginning to most identify with you more than i ever had before. i no longer need you or love you, i know you. i am you. but i am rewriting your ending. for the both of us.

(via blogconfession)