Imbalance

It's strange.

I've always thought I could share focus.

On anything, really.

It was just because of the questions I ask myself.

Feeble attempt.

An attempt nonetheless.

I still remember the day when I gave that up.

I was getting the mail for my grandma.

It was a little walk.

Always gave me time to think.

About how to impress the girl who lived catty corner from me.

The walk seemed a bit longer.

And it stuck with me to this day.

The shit about being naive.

You can't know everything.

If you try to know everything.

That's the most naive thing ever.

You live with what you think.

Whether you like it or not.

I kind of understood a bit more.

Just from getting the mail.

And I hope she's doing well, too.

Love you.

❤️