cultivated and nurtured over time, i was the caretaker to a mind satisfied only when chasing. running. trying too hard to conquer something i had no business fighting for.
relearning how to live, breathe and pine for something more than cat and mouse... this lioness is weary.
i see myself still perpetuating the pattern. and after the high wears off, i am left guilty knowing that i have merely pushed what i really need farther away from me.
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patterns are the same thing as comfort zones. get out of it.
....like I'm one to talk.
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