A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
I'm Alive But I'm Sinking In
"I belong anywhere but in between
she's been lying
I've been sinking
and I am the rain
hey, I only want the same as anyone
oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends
after all the dreaming I come home again..."
she's been lying
I've been sinking
and I am the rain
hey, I only want the same as anyone
oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends
after all the dreaming I come home again..."
Glad To See
last night I had a dream that you came to me
you said that you were happy to see
after all this time
I still find pleasure in misery
Sunday, March 29, 2015
I've Been Confused
I found that caged birds don't sing
they squeal and squak unembarassingly
pigeons panic loudly
I am not a bird
the sliver of sun through the blackened window
hits my broken body, all welts and weakness
lights up the constellations on soft sacred skin
the stars spell out my secrets
and some days I am too tired to romanticize the locust
the blood sea
the revenge I live with now must be put bluntly
so I keep my mouth shut
keep my sharp tongue still
the darkness
it's raining frogs in my mind
and by that I mean I've been confused for a long time
Too Emotional, Even This
This has turned self destructive for me, sometime recently, and for that I must step away, for an undetermined, but definite amount of time. This is not you, something you've done, or some way that you have felt.
I would far rather weaken this with silence, than any level of psychological abuse. This means everything to me, and I can no longer feel sorry for the choices I find right in my heart, with both of us, equally, in mind.
If we are in too raw a state to fix this together, I will take it upon myself to the best of my ability to preserve the positivity with my own two hands. You inspire me every day to be a better person, same goes for the days in which we do not speak, it was made clear is fine with you anyway. I can only pray that the cloying person who leaves, returns with at very least the tools to process and handle things differently within it. I am not proud of the game I have far too frequently been engaging in; this may be the first thing that I tell you in a long while without the intention of invoking a reaction. The behavior must stop, it will stop.
Labels:
friend,
friendship,
life,
relationships,
self,
thoughts
Saturday, March 28, 2015
I Check My Phone And You Knew
I want someone with calm eyes, but with wild desperation in their heart (for me)
I want someone that I deem as perfect
and they never prove me wrong
at least not about that
I want quiet, thoughtful,
more kind than I could have ever imagined before I felt it
I want you
and I scare myself so badly I can't sleep at night
Labels:
people,
relationships,
self,
thoughts
Friday, March 27, 2015
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