Secret.
I have a secret. It's a big one. I wish I could tell somebody, but I never can.
I can just spend the rest of my life trying not to act on it, I guess. Acting on it would be both the beginning and the end.
It would be the beginning of me, but the end of everything else.
The word "temptation" never really applied to me before, not since I grew up and became respectable.
Well, it does now.
And the thing is, I might act on it anyway. I really want to.
I mean to say, I REALLY want to.
Shhhhh. Secret.
I can just spend the rest of my life trying not to act on it, I guess. Acting on it would be both the beginning and the end.
It would be the beginning of me, but the end of everything else.
The word "temptation" never really applied to me before, not since I grew up and became respectable.
Well, it does now.
And the thing is, I might act on it anyway. I really want to.
I mean to say, I REALLY want to.
Shhhhh. Secret.
posted by Eyre at 5:05 PM
2 Comments:
To a degree I can identify. Its the late night questioning the 'what ifs' that make everything seem possible. If only for a few moments.
Sometimes I truly wish I were not responsible. I'd like to hear more if you can find a way to word it.
I am dying to know what this secret is...
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