He left me

I couldn't give him a steady road ahead.
So he left me.

My road is often changing, and I enjoy the free fall. The loneliness does not scare me. The new fascinates me. I am wild and to the wilderness I belong.

I could not give him a calm breeze while sailing through the sea.
So he jumped from the boat.

I am still navigating through this immense ocean and I welcome the wind from the 4 directions of the Earth, and like that I surrender to the magical dance. I have no power turning the wheels, I have only the control over the beauty I discover hidden in the most ordinary places.

I could not give him a quiet life, I could not give him a silent smile, I could not give him a safe embrace. So he left me.

I submerge myself in the desire of sounds, colours and actions. I do a hundred things at the same time, and I don't have patience to watch TV. I laugh loudly. And I am always between a chaotic entrance to another exentric exit.

I am hungry and thirsty. I would always be too much for him. Too intense. He would always be too boring for me. A wet lettuce laying in my bed. So he left me. And I found myself.
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