I Don’t Need You. At All.

“I want you to be my saviour, my protector, the giver of the good things and that one shining beam of light that shines from the heavens down upon me like a celestial, divine, eternal being. I want you to be my pillar and my haven that I can run to when cynicism and greed chases me down empty hallways. And I want you to stop me from going places from which you have already banished me from. I want you to walk with me, take my hand and lead me to all those places you said were meant for my eyes to see and for my senses to absorb. You said you’d show me and so I want you to show me all those undiscovered colours which you said every glistening white light holds.

But I don’t need you. And I don’t need you  to be anything and I don’t need you for anything at all. I don’t need you in the place of a speck of oxygen I breath into me and I don’t even need you to be the grass on my fields that catches hold of those tiny, shimmering, smithereen-like dew drops in my mornings. I don’t need you for my ship to sail and I don’t need you to be the wind nor the mighty power that guides me to my sanctuary. I don’t even need you in place of a dead autumn leaf that falls slowly before me to show me that God’s watchful eyes are following me and guiding me even along those seemingly trivial alleyways of life. I don’t need you for anything you’ve imagined that I’d need you for. I dont need you for my exsitance, survival, growth and prospertiy.  Infact, I don’t need you for anything and I don’t need you to be anything.

But I want you to be everything. Every seemingly insignificant or significant thing, to me.”

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