someday i'll find a unicorn -
regal, handsome, powerful -
somewhere in the
enchanted forest of my life -
i'll stumble upon him and charm him.
and you'll
have nothing on me.
you can't charm.
i'll run to my unicorn
when i'm angry or
sad.
i'll whisper my thoughts and feelings
and fears and joys into his ear
and
stroke his back
and bury my tears in his pure white mane.
i won't go to you
anymore.
i won't need you and i won't want you.
and i hope you feel terrible.
i hope you'll see that you can never reach me because of you.
i hope you feel
an awful rage
and jealously and longing whenever you think of
me and my
unicorn.
