assume intuitive In between What cracks He appears and Repairs. Puts back Together An idea of complete. I end Up shivering, I Would never sigh A syllable about Us. Combination Of pushing out, Accepting in – I blinked slower. I opened my eyes Tasting renewed Hush. Whimpering Weakness That we reveal Exclusively To the other: Reflecting find In another’s eyes. There is this Finality, like I could Drop and rejoice Toward complete Because he...
sadly. slipping. you suppose you can delete these concepts shattering an already broken idea about what might have existed until psychotic intentions erupted and challenged thinking i was just another drooling admirer. someone that you could push. could ever touch. possibly perturb and find (a being) that could withstand your hatred. if i was cut like how you bleed there might have been a chance leaning toward survival. sadly slipping.
how to burn previous if you saw clouds behind stars in your eyes you would never have blinked away infinity’s offer. unrolling without unwinding or untangling. opening where closure creeps out and you extend long greedy fingers stuck of guilt. sticking to your sweaty body. running to another low. skip the next step: forget another set of keys. turn back. return. "We will be beautiful..."
gutting goodbye 24 hour tears. Fall To a fatal force. Invisible Collapse. Will subtracting A feeling; No longer familiar. Once, a love learned, stolen And all I do is search. To touch what will never again. Be held. Like I held him close. I cried a lot at work today. I've been saying that I have allergies. I wish it could be something so basic. I actually think I might be allergic to life. I understand death is an inevitable conclusion to...