i want integrity to define my relationships. how i carry conversation and how i don't carry conversation. the subtle ways i smile and don't smile that send secret messages. who i choose to hang out with and how often i hang out with them. 
but life is inconsistent.
and i am finding myself inconsistent.
and as much as i've convinced myself that i know what i want.
i don't.

sometimes i believe i am not fit for relationships.
my desire to be pursued is too strong.
it overwhelms my convictions.
it has overtaken my resolutions.
it dims the hallways of reason.
it darkens the basements of faith.
what a horrible, broken creature i can be.
in desperate need of marvelous light.
