Time away from everything brings peace to weary minds. Let’s camp with nature and leave our troubles behind. You and I beneath the starry skies.
Reconnecting our souls in whispered sighs. The pit of fire crackled softly, casting flickering shadows. An owl hooted in the distance, marking the night’s secrets.
3 nights of ease, becoming friends again. I missed us and how easy it used to be. In the quiet solitude, our laughter echoed like a forgotten melody.
This is our chance to mend the pieces frayed by life’s demands.
How dare you !? You say you miss me and want me and then disappear. You acted like I was important, You included me in your life.
You lie to me and I allow it I acted like I didn’t clock it. I admit, I resigned my feelings and became a projection of what you desired.
This entire time you’re acting like I’m making this up in my head. This isn’t all in my head !!
The silence between us, This period of no contact, This game we play, I’m over it.
Your priorities and mine don’t align, But I’m intertwined. I received and accepted your energy. Knowing we could never be.
I’m so stupid !
I pray I’m haunting you like you haunt me. I hope thoughts of me disturb your mind and prevents you from sleep and you feel incomplete.
I oversleep with hopes that I see you struggle in my dreams.
Delete me!
I’m done with this wash and repeat. You creep !!!!!
Ughhhh! What are you thinking ? What did I do to deserve this high pitch stilly. I fight myself not to call and lash you with my tongue. My lungs hurt from the trapped screams unsung.
Would you even care?! I’d be wasting my breath, While you stay in stealth.
You acted like what happened between us was my desperate attempt to connect.
You dick !
I hope regret hits you like a brick I refuse to break, As the silence tick on.
We were meant for each other, I’d get all dressed up for you, wearing the things you like to see me in. Pleasing you on all dimensions, we travel realms when we’re together.
But I know my love is thunderous and consuming, I pour down with words affirmation and inspiration. Never negating my partner needs, I’m a present lover.
I wanted to be your everything, but you weren’t ready. Potentially, I saw it being deadly so I jetted. Walking away from you hurt every vessel in my body. My heart would rhythm sad melodies, causing hostilities inside, I ache. It felt abusive the way this pain latched onto me.
Is this withdrawal?
Tears falling without permission I thought you’d belong to only me, but you never say the right words.
You speak game like my feelings are a console. I refused to be played because of a connection that is unsure. You aren’t sure, about me enough to come and get yours.
There’s beauty in imperfection.
No one is ever interested in the weird, the eerie, the unpopular voice.
Their chaotic energies, so wild and infused with the riches colours.
Pain felt reds that explode with passion and desire, berry purples the darker the sweeter.
How trippy it must feel when those colours flip and turn, mutating into brights and darks with hypnotic intent.
the greens, the yellows, the blues and the pinks. Imperfections flutter, and whirls on a wimp.
How dare you not try to pretend, you can handle the beauty that these imperfects been carrying within.
They would love our energies and the allure it brings.
The highs and lows help paint a pretty picture, but when the scale tips the canvas rips, stripping away the oil painted depiction.
“You’d have to be an absolute fool to believe that!” To think he’ll leave her for you …. So naive.
Yeah, maybe he makes love to you like you’re the only one. He kisses your lips as if the very touch revives his soul.
You know he’s happy too, by the look of youth and serenity that I chiselled into his structure. You f&@k£r !
How could I think it was my turn to show you how love is. When you were never mine to begin with.
Constantly breaking my own heart, I deserve to shatter the way these pieces been falling.
So delusional in my thoughts of you… of us. Having withdrawal symptoms now, that you’re not here.
Does the thought of not seeing me rupture you, too? Does it rip you apart ? Do ideas of getting back to me occupy your mind ?
I haven’t touched you in months, Smoking these blunts to numb this feeling of neglect. I’ve been so unkept, I barely slept, learning to accept the fact that you might have never felt the connection I did.
Maybe it’s my imperfections, I’m flawed beyond repair. I can’t love regular. I see simplicity and dare myself to make it irregular.
The complexity levelled up. I’m screaming at myself, mad ! Furious ! Talking to the stupid sh&t in the mirror.
Why do you do this to yourself!?
Driving on the gravel road, Dodging holes created by wear and tear. Natures way of giving in to the repeated weight.
The best part of living on a island, You become one with your environment.
It’s been years since I exchange a slow pace for a city life.
The warm orange tinge to the sky welcomes me.
Walking towards memories, It remains the same.
Hearing the waves crash against the shore so hypothetically.I burst into tears by the calm that washed over me.
It felt like my first real breath in years.
I wore this blue dress for you. Matching the colour of your eyes It’s like I match your soul.
Here we all are fighting amongst ourselves.
Using subtle seduction.
Excuse yourself and take me by the hand. So I can get to know you.
Lets undress your soul.
My mouth watering with anticipation, Starving for your energy.
It’s me ! Pick me !
Why do you do this to yourself.
Need I remind yourself that this doesn’t end well, but you’re bored as f$ck. So chaos must crop up..
Chasing devilish ideas, Hunting for sexual energy, You can taste it in the air, On a bender you come alive once you got your fix.
Simping for your addiction.
The more taboo, the more you want it You must have it.
Morphing desires into a masterpiece.
A soul collection.
Self satisfaction You’re self made.
What are you doing ?!
The extra time you spend sending emails, Travelling, Dining with everyone but me.
Feed her the scraps of time, She doesn’t deserve your care.
She’ll wait for me; he thinks.
They call, you come running. What’s wrong with me!?
Addicted with passion, Wanting you more than those icons.
I can’t contain this pain, I can’t compete, with monetary gain.
I can’t have you because you’re already taken.
