There’s one problem with the golden rule, and it’s a pretty big one… It’s tantamount to terrorism. You may think i’m off my rocker… but the truth is sometimes stranger than fiction.
Since I met you i’ve felt a deep but oddly unnatural connection. A sort of one way co-dependency if you can grasp my meaning.
Our entire relationship seeming has been about you, day after day, year after year. A never ending onslaught of demands for attention, and unbending deadlines.
At first everything was a rush to reach the next. There was little patience to enjoy the bounties of beginnings, the excitement of discovery. Always pushing, you seemed almost angry if we stood still for even a moment to embrace the fullness of the experience.