unfounded expectations are a reason to live and a reason to die

my name is arielle
and you are the only person who makes me cry.
the tambour of our history is written in my eyes.

the abandonment did not hurt
until i recognized the inequalities between our affections.
self-realization is a noble steed,
wounded at the cusp of its heroic manifestation of purpose:
a lost wave,
prematurely broken among a sea of wondrously vibrant currents.

cheers to my false stability,
and the invisible
carnivores will discuss the consequential and entirely unfounded envy.