free

Today, I met a friend I haven't met in a long while. I don't know why I've been avoiding her presence. I must have hurt her by my actions; acting like she's something despicable when she's done nothing wrong to me. I don't know why I'm behaving this way either, but today, when I met her for the first time in months, everything felt normal.

I know I should be happy about it but I'm not and I don't want to pretend to be. I guess I'm just tired of all these people binding me to life. I feel trapped most of the time. Love has never felt more constricting than this.

I just want to be free.

But alas, as chained as the birds of the air are to a life of flight and endless journeys, so am I trapped in this senseless cycle of patterns called life, locked up by society standards and heavily guarded by my assigned morals. All of which they say are done in the name of love.

*chuckles*

How lovely can love get when the loved doesn't even feel the love from the loving and the loving doesn't love the loved enough for them to feel loved?

#irony