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Wonāt lifetime.

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Right person,
Wonāt lifetime.
Please handle with care
Sheās a fragile little thing
Her last was not careful with her
She has a few cracks and chips
But she promises sheās still valuable
Just delicateā¦
Itās the way he makes me want to write again
To tell the world how he loves me
To put into words the way he makes me feel
You all donāt know meā¦
But my darling does
And my darling has found its beginning again
Iām always the problem in any situation.
At least thatās what my mind says.
My mind.
A crippling room.
A room with so much power.
I donāt want to go into that room anymore.
This is the last time I chase love,
If this fails? Never again.
I got treated like shit while my heart was pure, I'll never forget that.
Itās happening again⦠Iām getting sad again.
The sad that takes me so low I think about all of the bad thoughts. The thoughts that ruin platonic and romantic relationships. The thoughts that make me tired⦠Iām so tiredā¦
Fuck emotions
Fuck bpd
Fuck it all
Ironically I had therapy today, guess it didnāt work
we bury our love like we bury the dead a sudden goodbye a twinge of regret then we forget about it forget the smell of it the taste of it the sound the feel the whole of it like the first warm thunderstorm in spring a mountain trail at midnight in july a golden misted sunrise we bury our love like we bury the dead they go back to the dirt and we forget they existed
where she grows / the worst of me
i am so terribly, hopelessly romantic that i fear that i will never experience the love i yearn to feel.
I want you. I want you. I want you.
Hear me scream it.
Feel it.
I WANT YOU.
But do you want me?
How can I show you?
How much louder can I scream it?
I. Want. You.
Say it to my face. Scream it into every fiber of my being. With a burning passion that past versions can hear your desire.
I need to see it in your eyes when they lock with mine; before you steal my heart, my soul.
Feel it when your hands trace every curve and shadow on my body. Even the places Iām afraid to let into the light. I want to turn to ash from the heat of your touch.
I want to be craved. I want to know what your love tastes like. Is it sweet like strawberries?
I want you to want me.
Now take me, Iām yours.
I want you. I want you. I want you.
Hear me scream it.
Feel it.
I WANT YOU.
I will watch you love her in hopes maybe youāll love me that way one day
Tired of going back
The internal war to act on your passions
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