I want to, but…

I want to but… Drawing Luke Hockley.

I want to but… Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I want to, but it is too close.

It is just there.

Just a simple reach, and I have bridged the space between us.

I want to, but the risk seems too great.

I want to, but I am ridiculous and wild and strange.

Hurt and uncertain.

Weird. Wounded.

And you will see that.

I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ok with seeing you seeing me like that.

I want you to ask how I am doing,

So, I can tell you.

Mostly – I’m ok, but today…

Today, I’m not really that ok…

That’s what I want.



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