“It’s not about breaking the rules. It is about abandoning the concept of rules all together.” ~ Paul Lemberg

Baby—you and me are against all the rules—so the only choice we have is to break every single f*ckin’ one of them.

I don’t believe in rules.

I don’t believe in doing only what I am supposed to, but the thing is, I know, neither do you.

Maybe we will make a mess of things, maybe we will create a roughed up, disturbed, chaotic reality, but this time I don’t really care.

I’ve spent so much time following the guidelines for being a good woman.

I’ve put in the time and the effort and while I know that I am a good person, I still long to be a bada$$ woman.

For, I have always loved the way the shadows feel on my skin too much to only want to live in the light.

And while I know that there is nothing wrong about you, or the way your hands feel on my body, I do know that others may not see it this way.

They may not see it as simply as we do.

But, I realize that they don’t have to.

So, what do you say? Do you want to do it anyway?

Do you want to cause rogue waves in this sea of life with me?

Let us be the least expected, most beautiful natural disaster. Because I’ve spent far too much time dreaming dreaming of the water against my skin, to just stay on the shore this time.

This time I want to come close to drowning, because I don’t have any use for a safety net with you.

And while storms brew around us, in your arms I’m always within the eye of the storm.

I know sometimes it feels like we are both barely keeping our heads above water—within this tangled confusion of trying to define our connection like adults—but maybe it’s not actually about trying to survive, but instead letting ourselves sink.

Because baby—you are an ocean that I will continually let myself sink into.

And while I don’t know if I will ever touch the bottom—it is a risk I am willing to take.

We, with our golden hearts and pure intentions—always trying to do the right thing—but maybe that isn’t an option for us anymore.

Maybe now our only choice is do wrong—because the truth is no, one could ever really do it like we could anyway.

And honestly—I kind of want to cause some trouble.

I want to say screw all the rules—and I want you to lay it down on me like you never have before.

In order to live life according to our own compass rose—we first have to be willing to break all the rules, that have never worked for us anyhow.

Because even when we tried our damnedest to live within the confining margins and tight lines, created by others, we were never able to do it.

For some reason, that life was never enough for us.

I honestly don’t care what has come before this moment—because we both know we’ve made enough mistakes to fill a valley of regret.

Neither of us is perfect—it is a guarantee that we will still struggle with defining how this life applies to us.

But, right now, right here—I want you in all of the darkest, most secret places of myself.

Because the thing is—it is within my darkest spaces that you find your greatest comfort.

You are a puzzle I can never seem to make solve, and while I have tried, you still challenge everything I thought I knew.

I am irritated because you came along and messed up my life plan—and I’ll admit, I didn’t want any part of what was different than what I thought I needed.

Until you showed me what I had been lacking.

Not because we necessarily understand it, but because we are finally ready to ask the questions, buried within the deepest parts of ourselves.

Maybe this time it’s about us breaking all the rules, so that we can truly abandon them once and for all.

Because some people just can’t live within society’s expectations, no matter how hard they try.

Maybe some people just burn too hot to ever really have their fire extinguished by normality and convention.

And maybe we will get burned or burn down the world around us, but for some reason it is a chance that I am willing to take.

Because you’ve singed my skin, and I have the marks to prove it—but instead of being afraid of your ravaging flames—I find myself craving the slow burn even more.

So, this time I am asking if you wanna break a few rules, not so we can make new ones, but so we can just say f*ck it, and leave all the rules behind for good.

Because maybe we’ve finally learned that sometimes the rules just don’t apply.

And whatever that may mean, and in whatever context it holds—this time I really just don’t care.

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Relephant:

Why the Wrong Person can be the Right Choice.

Author: Kate Rose

Editor: Ashleigh Hitchcock

Photo: flickr/Fernando Mafra