Idoits

In the end we are all idoits. i recall a post, to dance with my father again. And its all so clear now. Our intentions are exactly the same. Hell even our characters are pretty much the same. We are both broken inside, in more or less the same way The way i actually lost my mask and snapped because i did not want to see someone end up the same way as me ( or close) The same way he lost it, concerned about my happiness, afraid that i did not know what was doing A life he does not mind living, but not able to wish it upon someone else. A life i do not mind having Because we are the same, and while it seems we can tell each other everything We dont, cause doing so would invariably cause much friction in between us, So instead we should just keep up appearances to please each other. I guess we just blame ourselves ( or i could blame you for making me like this_ though we would never admit it. We really are ... idoits _______________________________________ They say opposites attract and i know why. we want someone to mend that brokeness that is inside our hearts, To cover for each other where we are lacking, Of course not different enough that the very idea is repulsive. And me being me i shall stop here before the entire checklist for both is filled out here Yes i am an idoit... sigh ~ <3