”My darling, you will never be unloved by me. You are too well tangled in my soul.”

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”My darling, you will never be unloved by me. You are too well tangled in my soul.”
Damn shame it doesn’t work.
Writing Prompt #115:
“And once I realized that I had nothing, I picked up a pen and I wrote my way into heaven.”
My throat’s burning from all of the things I never said,
Regrets and promises I forgot to make.
How easy is it to let go?
To move on?
I have my security blanket in one hand
And a suit jacket in the other,
Both providing a sense of protection in their own ways.
But I can’t wear both.
My mouth is wide open,
Yet I can’t scream anymore.
Where was this fury when it mattered?
My knees were bruised
From begging at unworthy feet,
Leaving unscathed and fulfilled.
When it finally fucking matters
It won’t anymore.
Two years of waiting for an answer
And all I’m allowed is more time to wait.
Why are you the one who controls who I am?
Who I want to be, who I have to be
To shake the cold you left on my shoulders.
Someday I’m gonna taste the sun.
I slept on the wrong end of the bed, again
I guess I don’t know up from down
Right from wrong
Spoke from sung,
Look
I know it’s rough being on your own
But at least you can go back home
To someone you love, to someone who needs you.
That’s more than most of us can bear to hear.
And I hope it feels good against your burnt lips.
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que ganas de que me llames diciendo que me extrañas.
Redemption
I’m here to redeem myself
Can’t deal with my selfishness
I’ve tried and tried
There’s no deny
I hate that awkward reply
But that’s my fault
I’ve caused it all
I betrayed your soul
But I’m here to redeem myself
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