“Awareness Is Not Enough”

I was right about everything. I felt it then, and I know it now.

Right about nothing—because being right, what does it prove except my vanity?

Is there a reward for being right—besides this sense of smugness?

There is no comfort in the truth. Awareness is not enough.

I still want to fight and prove my point. I still want to shout, so we can later laugh and make up. I want to fight with what’s wrong.

I want to be wrong, but I want to be wrong with you right there.

In Amor.