please come hurt me again
because after you leave and the adrenaline is gone
i only feel all the scars you’ve left me with
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please come hurt me again
because after you leave and the adrenaline is gone
i only feel all the scars you’ve left me with
you’ve fucked me up again
i thought that your touch would satisfy
but of course my obsession only deepens
the memory of you here paralyzes me
and again i’ve become useless without you
but because i know that now is still not the time
i’ll repeat my new mantra until things change
that “good things come to those who wait“
there is a thread that binds my life together
to all the people i’ve ever met
to all of my past experiences
to every person i’ve ever loved
to everyone i’ve hurt
to every time i felt pride
and every time i felt regret
all of this thread winds itself around me
pulling me in every possible direction at once
how could i possibly make sense of it all
a bird is an artist
it spends its entire life flying
mastering the skilll
the path of its flight is the bird’s expression of itself
each slight variation in pitch or roll
every playful swoop and dive
each time they catch the breeze
a calculated stroke from a master’s brush
a representation of a bird’s personality and soul
what a beautiful thing to watch
i saw a baby opossum in the rain today
i wonder where his mama was
the way your palm slides against her cheek
and how you tuck your finger under her ear
how the rest wrap around to hold her head
how her eyes relax as she rests her weight against you
and although you never got to hold her
at least the thought of her makes you smile
i wanna scream and yell and bang on the walls of my room
i wanna throw all the shit off my desk
i wanna hold my head and scream and cry
i want to feel wracked with grief at all the times i’ve fucked up
i’ll cry so hard i never do anything wrong again
you know that feeling when you meet someone for the first time
maybe not actually the first time
but the first time you truly understand a person
and you just want to hold their head
and stare into their eyes
you want them to know you get it
you want to say how you feel all the same ways
you want them to find comfort in you the way you find comfort in them
and in that instant you can only hope they feel the same way
that it’s not some parasocial obsession
that she’s different
you know her
you’ve known her
she’s known you for so long
but before you can even get to her
you just get let down again
if only you had recognized her sooner
i want to be vulnerable
i want what i cannot have
she’s intangible to me
i’m sorry for feeling so foolishly
i fall in love like an idiot