It aches, it burns, but yet I yearn
The passion is so addicting but its staying power is wilting
I crave the highs and ride out the lows
I daydream of you and me until I am forced back into reality
I want, I need, I must be sensible. I’m a mother don’t you know
Let it go I say, let it go, the distraction is too costly
Let it go I say, I don’t want to keep falling
I had to renew my focus. I am sorry you feel used but it is not my intention to abuse
You were just never meant to be a permanent part of the equation
It’s harsh, it’s cold, it’s cruel and it’s bold. But I left nothing untold. You are free to try
and hold. But my life is often in disarray and I don’t have energy to explain it all away.
I’m fascinating to you because I don’t chase you. You are intrigued by me because you
don’t quite get me.
The fire within burns furiously but I am trying to make it simmer
I don’t want this liability because it makes me a causality
Can’t you just let it be? Why does it have to be something more?
Let me heal, let me grow, let me enjoy everything I am coming to know.
Let’s calm the fire within
~ Mara Prose