It's here where we part with differences. It's here where I yearn not to see all the paraphenalia that you possess. It's here where I yearn not to hear you crow about your new heros of political vantage point. I'm not enamoured with your lust in identity politics. It's here where you will enjoy someone who has the same outlook as you. The one that doesn't go on about every new war in the world.
The coded smears for those you despise, the newfound lust in evangelical preaching of hatred. Dehumanising the enemy. It just isn't right. But then I do it too with politicians and their actions I object to. So it makes the point moot. But the point still stands in your dogma. In your language. I'll never understand your evangelicism when reading things that preach to your sensibility.
"Then what does that make me?" Biological
"Then what does that make me?" Pathological
We're all the same in the end, it's just you want to intensely focus on differences and all the bad stuff you read in the press who have an agenda anyway. But it's an agenda you agree with.
It's here where I say goodbye to a relationship. The choice was out of my hands, you've taken it yourself. But it's one I'm at peace with now on reflection. I don't think either of us could stand the other side not conforming to a set of beliefs.
