I have always been a nomadic soul; belonging to no one but myself. That kind of existence can be a lonely one, and so I’d seek companionship in the company of strangers. None satisfied me though. Too many have tried to tame me when what I need is someone to run wild alongside me. I have a past that I will not apologize for, even when shamed for it. I was a lost soul seeking safety and love, as all the lost do.
I’ve lived a beautifully messy life, but it’s shaped my personality. So, if you ever claim to love me, you must love all of me. For I have too often been loved in pieces. I am fiercely independent, excessively a showman, painfully realistic, and absolutely insane. I am a storm of dizzying complexities that will devour you if you can not learn to dance in my rain.
~l m d