Thursday, December 17, 2015

Finding

Words to utter a concept you've been familiar with for a long time... It feels so good.

"Moral narcissism is about being more concerned with the cleanliness of your hands than with how your conduct shapes the lives around you."

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

New York

There's only room for half of me,
But I'm running late.
I squeeze in,
An older lady gives me a death glare.
I wonder why I moved to this city
A, B, C, all the way up to J, skip the H, I
S, Z, 1, 2, 3
And there's still no room for me.
Literally and figuratively.

The center of the universe,
This city seems to be made for someone that's not me.

But then,
A long run in a grandiose park.
Or,
Art, on the street and in museums.
Or,
Getting lost with good coffee in hand.
Noodles for every nationality.
Making eye contact across a subway platform.
We can be bold
Because we'll never see each other again.

Squeeze, sit, stand a little closer.
You make me feel less alone.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Ra-ra girl power, or something like that

It's really amazing, but I finally reached a breaking point. I didn't think it existed. Not for you and me.

I thought you could continue to mistreat me forever and I'd still love you. But I think I was underestimating myself.

The truth is that I've reached a real moment of clarity. And I've realized I no longer want to feel bad for myself. I've realized that being able to feel passionate, grand things is an ability that I have and that you lack. You will never feel the pain I do — it's true — but you will also never feel the happiness these crazy emotions once allowed me. Sure, I'm hurt. I now understand that you never cared that you hurt me. But I feel worse for you than for myself.

I've realized that you should only be so lucky to be with a (nice, intelligent, funny) person that cared for you as much as I did. And I deserve more than an asshole that's terrified of feeling something he can't explain with a mathematical equation.

I may have lost something today. But you lose, period.

Friday, January 23, 2015

The truth is that

You're like a lost puppy in a sea of emotions you can't rationalize away