Now its literally infront of my sight,
and it is so damn georgeous!
we supose to be together, right?
is not that my conscious wants it... it just feels like it.
It takes me back, to wonderful times.
what else do you want?
It's there... avoiding it, casually discreet.
Tighten and profound.
so private, so intimate, so jealous... so us.
Words are trapped, can think straight again!
don't know how to pretend... don't know what to say.
Why are we so weak to the truth?
We supose to have it by forecast...
it's you with your face against mine.
It's something that just can't be ignored.
...those are your lips touching, brushing,
with softness and caress... mine.
Those are my lips trying to say that I love you.
Who would know?
It dragged me down,
with my head in my toes.
my dried throat, soring.
I shall... end this.
we weren't ready.
I wasn't.
It suposed to be foward,
never look back.
...im sorry, im just so sorry!
my body it's heating from insideout.
baby you aren't there!
...and i want to get rid of,
i want to disappear it,
but so you are so alive and present.
And the voice screming inside my head:
LET IT GO!.
Let's fuck this shit!.
1 comments:
ITSSSSSSSSSSSSFROM INSIDEOUT!!!! i hate sentimentalism!!... its just sth we cant avoooid... and our mind keeps thinking goTTA let go lady!.. ur arejust 2 much!... annd all that crap that we gotta move on... never look back... but still we want and NEED to remember that once we felt love in our hearts... and that we met magic once... : ) and at the end when our sould comes back to our body ... we finally say.. im 2 good for this.. hahahahahaa
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