Why do theses thoughts next stop?
Will they ever go away?
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Why do theses thoughts next stop?
Will they ever go away?
The feeling of sadness has been absent for so long now. It’s back now and hurts more than ever
I’m numb
I feel stuck,
It’s like I’m stuck in mud,
The harder I try to get out the deeper I sink in
The sad thing is I’d rather be alone than not have you in my life :(
You’re like a forest, so beautiful but as I go deeper and see more the scarier it gets and I feel myself getting lost in you
I want you to devour me, every last bit of me, the throbbing is becoming too much
You consume my thoughts
Stop playing with me like I’m a toy
I never believed people when they said “nothing lasts forever” but I guess they were right
I’m starting to burn out,
I’m not sure if I can keep trying,
Because all you do is keep hurting me,
It’s a fierce cycle
You’re all I think about,
Your hands on my body,
Your kiss on my neck,
Your fingers tangled through my hair
I’m stuck on the possibility that you could love me rather than accepting that you won’t love
I don’t want to face reality because my reality, it doesn’t include you
Your piercing eyes, they see through everything
They see though the act, the forced smile, the forced laugh
They see through the hurt, the pain, the anger
Your eyes see me for me and not the show I put on for everyone else
I keep reliving that night, when you looked at me with lust and desire, whispered pretty dirty things in my ear and made me feel like I belonged to you. The night that went too fast and gone too soon.
Do you miss me like I miss you?
Do you miss the nights we spent in each other’s arms?
The endless conversations?
Sharing our deepest thoughts?
Or even the exchange of a glance?
Because I miss you, our memories and the connection we shared