Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction
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Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction
if only life was to paint forever,
to float my days away accompanied by her warmth.
every woman thinks she's evil and irredeemable for making a few avoidable mistakes while every man goes about his day thinking he's normal after having emotionally tortured at least 5 different women
oh im inspired- intensely.
stagnant inspiration, the kind glued inside my head that i cannot forget.
closing my eyes i see a brilliant apple blossom tree but its fruit in my world is null.
it glows and shimmers with the wind, the sun but no product with the vision. it cannot come from my hand.
my will is simply not enough for such a breathtaking apple blossom tree.
existing in a world with my creations is hard, i’m faced with their every shape and line; terrorized
even the beautiful ones, the gorgeous ones that i appreciate so dearly, i find myself haunted by them
remorseful in my passion, my actions losing weight and becoming useless; existing alongside them pains me
it flows so naturally
but if i try to capture it, address it
it shatters.
as if it didn’t cement itself into my life,
forcing itself to be known
focused on.
how do i protect the tenderness and sweet nature
of it all,
without ripping it out of my own hands
again ?
a melt into each other type of love
im so in love with her what am i supposed to do
help
You and I would look at each other but never speak. The words somehow get lost, stuck in the backs of our throats, and we watch ourselves die, choking on all the things we couldn’t say.
we’re fighting but all i’ve been able to think about is how much i love you
i’ve told you maybe once or twice in the way you tell your bestfriend.
its only been a day or two but all i could focus on that night was you, at an event with hundreds of women in the most sparkling dresses,
all i could think about was you. all i could see when i looked around was you.
you run around and flip back and forth, your hair bounces and your eyes sparkle. when you spoke, your voice was like velvet, and your laugh was so gentle.
youre quite the people pleaser, the customer service breaking through at every chance it gets.
we’re both hurt but i can forgive it, for just a moment to look at your face again. just a moment to caress your cheek and kiss your forehead.
to watch your face relax while i pet your head, to feel you get heavier on me as you fall asleep. to just hold you, hug you, i can forgive it.
how to live without you, my love
even for a moment my heart cant fucking take it
youre so sweet with me in a way that shatters my
insides, reduces me
the more i look around the more i see women who enjoy other women
the yearning i have for a life free of all men, to only have connections with women
it feels so freeing, to be for the woman gaze, to exist for them
shes focused on anyone but herself but im focused on her and no one else
oh to lay on her chest while counting her heartbeats and breaths to sleep