is simple.
is a healthy body.
makes no sense to those it could matter less to.
is who you know
(and what they do).
pays to visit.
doesn't sit around and wait to be had.
tastes a lot like turkey bacon.
forgets.
can be found on pinterest.
happens during downward dog
and Sunday Dinner.
apologizes.
is (stupid) first impressions.
is where you'd rather be.
ignores what it's compared to,
disregards what it will never be.
doesn't care for formalities.
is not a sum of money to spend.
lets you hold it tight.
lets you mess up.
lets you get ugly.
is strength for honesty
and an ease that puts cheap imitations to shame.
The most important things usually
feel like a dead end

I had dinner with a dear friend.
In between talk of unemployment
and mutual hatred for (insert beautiful married person here)
we found ourselves in scary
honesty
admitting to each other
the why's and why-not's
of our marital status.
Me:
an undamaged
commitment-phobe
in need of specifics
afraid of personal-ness
with bridesmaid tendencies
and a cold, cold heart.
Him:
dealing with a hard breakup
reminiscent of others:
imbalanced in pain
indefinite in hope
unrealistic in expectations.
We:
confident that relationships
are not for regretting,
have little to show for
what our ages reveal
in terms of knowing
love.
And while my original stance dictates
a girl faint of affections
equipped with excuses
and no time for silly feelings,
it's time to give up the fight.