Just a Weekend

Maybe for a weekend

I should just let go

Give myself a moment

To spiral out of control.

All those things we talked about

I still want to do

Only difference going forward

It just won’t be with you.

I can hop onto a train

Go somewhere I’m not known

I could walk into most any bar

And take a stranger home.

I could play it all

The fantasies I have

For just a weekend

Cater to my side of bad.

The good girl gone wild

When the daylight fades

Somewhere far away

Where they don’t know my name.

But unfortunately that

Will never come to be

Unless there’s a connection

It’s hands off you see

RaenellDawn

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I’ve always been a deep thinker. Superficial, mediocre conversations will never do. I want the raw, bone deep, authentic version of people. I’ve always expressed myself through writing. The only talent I possess is being able to articulate emotions through written expressions. Strangers comment on how my writing has helped them to realize that they are not alone. They find comfort in knowing that someone out there not only understands, but can put into words, what they feel. I’m an INFJ-E

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