The Better Self

Rapid movement.
In the wake of the calm, all that was left
seemed incomplete,
A fragment of the illusion, or idea, or vision, or dream.
Best case scenario?
It remained intact as a memory.
Regardless,
The difference was something to be nurtured,
explored,
pushed to grow and give life to what had yet to come.
All that...left behind.
Desperate, eager for the reassurance of acceptance, social comradery?
Disappointed that the world was shallow,
and you weren't quite large enough for life?
It seemed predictable that you would give in and avoid the confrontation.
(Covered up)
In the end,
You chose to blend.