you had a pair of fish say to me.
all those years ago in a book full of impatient colors waiting to be filled.
but that was far from the truth, because I was nothing more than a fantastic secret... and now I am nothing more than a story.
safe.
I promised myself I would never be a secret again, but promises are only made till broken.
Someday, I will be worth more than that
Someday I will be worth more than bullshit, petty claim, insecurity, false advertisement, etc.
Someday I will be worth the mightiest truth
Someday I will be more than an escape or outlet,
Someday I will be more than a situation and a smile
Someday those looks will be lasting and substantial.
Someday I will stop finding the broken to fix
and I will find someone's broken pieces that will fit with mine.
