Monologue: Wild Horse

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Horses are one of my favourite living things.

(It's just a random monologue, don't read too much into it)


Someone once told me, I'm like a wild horse. I think I really am. I have no desire of being tamed and I can never imagine giving up my liberty to live in the stables. I cannot part with the innate need of freedom to explore, even the unknown nothingness. 


I know you don't mean to put a leash around my neck, yet I still feel your weight of needing and longing clinging on to me. A weighted blanket that was supposed to give me warmth but instead clamping me down by my own inner frantic. I know you loved me, but you can't love a wild horse even if it stayed put for you. It doesn't belong there, and things that don't belong dies, rotting from their souls. Love, once upon a time in full bloom, wilts. 


Sometimes I'm afraid to tell you I need to go even though I know you'll love me enough to understand. I'm scared you'll let me go too far and I'll forget how to love not being a wild horse again. A prideful animal, a selfish lover. I want you to miss me when I'm gone and believe that I love you even when I can't stay to show it. Surely, asking you to love someone that can't always be here and there is too great a favour to ask. 


I don't want to leave, I don't want you to let me go, but at the same time, I really do. This conflicted turmoil in my head. A wild horse. A conflicted beast.

I love to carve my mind into words, to trace my heart on paper. Here, to type as my voice sings inside my head. Embarking on an adventure of self acceptance, self love, self improvement and soul searching. I wish to share it, the ups and downs. Perhaps I could inspire someone to finally start their overdue pilgrimage, or to be a friend to someone who is on the same hike. Expect personal stories, lessons learned, controversial opinions, fanfictions, honest reviews and emotional rants. You can call me Tortoise! FUN FACTS ABOUT ME: *Age:23 (still as confuse as ever!) *Zodiac sign:Cancer *Personality: INFP-T *Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/tortoiseteoh

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