Know thy self

The things I used to deny and feel so passionately against, I see myself quietly yearning for. I find myself craving normality, that (not so) white picket fence.

I don't think you can give that to me. Maybe you're right; maybe I've broken you like I've broken myself. Patterns. I find myself thinking often, "I'm better off alone."

Alone is lonely but at least it's free.