mirevolver

The Ugly Head of Insecurity

Two and a half months it has been,
Since I last looked upon her beauty.
Never before have I waited so long.
Never before have I felt this way.
So easy it would have been to walk away.
The temptation was great and came in waves.
But I held strong for I understood her reasons.
Though now a new threat has shown its head.
The ugliness of insecurity has begun to grow.
It gnaws at me and eats away at my heart.
For the time of waiting has reached its end.
And before I set off to go to a foreign land,
I will know if this is meant to be or not.
But there is an ugly truth that still lies,
And it eats away at my insides.
Whether she is meant to be or no,
I cannot say which I would prefer.

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Aside from my great plans to become the future dictator of the moon, I have little interest in political discussions.