let's meet inside of your mind I want to fight the demons which haunt you at night let me become a part of you like you've become a part of me I bet your soul is soft and sweet like honey when it touches your lips I would stroke it tenderly until I start to understand the universe it carries inside
and even after you are gone and we leave what we called perfect I'll still know the feeling of you the softness and beauty and where your secret parts are buried like a treasure I'll still know you and remember the better part of me will always be you
When will appear the day where I am finally ready to open my eyes? Stop hiding from days, months, years which I apologize with "Today is just one of the other kind"
Where I will stop dividing days into "this kind" and "good kind"
Where I won't fear falling asleep because of how terrifying it feels waking up and living without changes
Where driving home won't feel like an obstacle I can't overcome but end up panicking every Sunday all over it again
Where I am ready to open my eyes and perceive the colors of the world swallow them and start to see what I am missing by holding my eyes closed
Go and search your fly swatter In the end, I am just a fly trapped in your mind searching a window to freedom You closed every escape after luring me so carefully Let me fly into your self-made prison And walls Covered with paintings of love and security Just to wake up at night to try to escape from the fly swatter you hid in your walls You wanted to spray so much love Where is it, honey? Did you lost your words just as easy as I lost the sight of the truth?
I used to feel so deeply for you but now I am confused about the love that I felt about the love that I lost
I used to feel so strong with my heart dancing in fire it never burned out it never lost its desire
I used to feel so passionate like it was only you and me passionate about us passionate about who we could be
Now I feel nothing of the things that I used to feel I stare into your eyes black holes, just as dead as mine
How could we become these deadly boring people? Weren't we the ones which used to breathe through kisses?
How could we lose all of this and slowly become enemies? we stopped to dance in our light we rather start wars in our shadow
How lovely it would be to go back to the art of passion but we buried it our fallen feeling of desire
Honey, you want to heal? forget the ugly words and the things he did how he blew out the candle and you found yourself lost as the light faded away
Honey, you want to move on? Let go of the past and the “I love you”s you shared Take back the person you gifted the time you shared Take back everything you don’t want him to keep
Honey, you want to live again? Leave the sadness you found after love and start all over again Find love in yourself and the things you enjoyed Make room in your mind by throwing him out Find comfort in being alone
Honey, is that what you want? Healing, moving on and living? Because the truth is, it’s all in your hands but you rather remain in your situation Do you fear that the pain it takes to let it go would be more hurting than the pain you are currently in?
Honey, you won’t heal by rereading and relistening old text messages and voice mails You won’t move on by asking the universe for a call from him You won’t live again by reliving the memories you saved in your mind
You won’t find yourself by searching him
Honey, stop it, Stop procrastinating on the future Stop hurting yourself with the past Don’t throw yourself away It’s your love where you will find yourself again Not his
It’s you where you will gain the power from to heal move on and live again
finding myself drifting to sleep in your arms knowing that waking up next to you will be a great reason to wake up for
Between promises and lies I found myself lost in your labyrinth of words
I would love to allow me to be loved by you But honey, oh honey don’t doubt the loudness in my head words which scream how not enough I am over your words how much you adore me I want to let myself fall right into your arms where you would hold me tight and close but still every little bit of space would be just enough room to develop a black hole which teleport me right into my brain where my thoughts wait like thirsty wolves ready to punish me for letting myself fall for you
You are just a stranger I introduced to my heart so it feels less empty and I less alone
I am just a stranger you introduced to your heart so I would satisfy your needs and you would feel complete
We are just two stranger who agreed to use each other to fill our desires in the most egoistic way possible
I don’t want to be your drunk text romance. I don’t want to hear your confession of love at 1 a.m when you are drunk and lost in your feelings of loneliness and desperation. I don’t want to be loved the way you love me whenever you feel like it. I don’t want to be loved because you want to love someone and I am the only one around. I want to be loved because you love me not because you think you do.
about thoughts, time, losing and finding, feeling and living, falling and healing and of course bittersweet love♡
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