Every morning I wake up searching to see if there is still a piece of you left in my soul.
A short leash is always for the best, this time it worked.
Morning dew on Big Bird surpasses your rank higher each day.
Things are getting back to normal.
No, not the normal you are used to.
But the normal before our history was written. I hope this does not disturb.
With all due respect, I do not respect.
In noticing everything it wasn’t, realizing why it shouldn’t ever be again, more than the truth was uncovered.
Hatred of love kept an impregnable presence.
I am exhausted.
Looks like it’s going to be another day in the office.
When I see you my heart flutters with my unspoken feelings for you. It hurts so bad I have to look away. We have all missed someone to the point of no return, but each time it just seems to get harder. We swore we would never let anything come between us. Look where we ended.
I wonder about my bestfriend all the time. Are the pierced ears I told all my dreams and insecurities to cohearant? Is the body that I cuddled healthy? Are the lips that I kissed safe from abuse? Is the heart that I possessed still a whole?
Do you think of me the same way?
Should I continue to live without you? Do I take you back and risk falling into the distresses that brought us here?
I miss you. I know that is not enough.
Nothing would change. We crave what we do not need.
I am not trying to be a home wrecker but I like the idea of us.
If you were to let him go we know you would be much happier, you and I simply vibe too well. I am not usually the type to compare, but baby he just does not measure up.
My adorn for you is at the least, is much more than physical attraction. You see honey when were old and grey I can promise you two things, 1. Neither of us will look the same as we do now 2. I will look at you the exact same way I do now.
You have much to offer the world, but can he bring all of your potential to the surface? Yes you two look cute in pictures and you love showing off your hickies left by your knight in shining armor (by the way I saw him picking up his costume at Factory Card Outlet 2 years ago) but these do not make a relationship.
Tell me that my gender has nothing to do with the equation you formulated late one night. Tell me that the opinions of others never came into play. Tell me how you feel when we are together. Tell me that you are afraid to be yourself around me. Tell me that I can not manage to love you unconditionally.
I ask a lot of you and if you choose to respond, do so truthfully, hearts are at stake.
- Feelings (dawnflowerlove.wordpress.com)
- Is Physical Attraction More Important for Men than for Women? (psych.answers.com)
I’ll never tell you about her.
I’ll never tell you how she caught my attention by asking for my attention.
I’ll never tell about how she looked so cute and beautiful and amazing and wonderful and outrageous all at the same time when I first saw her, whenever I saw her, whenever I see her.
I’ll never tell you how my name never sounded the same after she said it.
I’ll never tell you of the songs that I could only sing because of her.
I’ll never write about the letters and the notes I sent her every day.
I’ll never show you the poems I wrote because of her.
I’ll never tell you about the heaven that she revealed to me.
I’ll never show you the universe that she opened for me.
I’ll never write about the paradise that she…
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