「 The Falls Pt. 2 」

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「 The Falls Pt. 2 」
why is it in period dramas everyone gets rly blurry and then it cuts away from the banging. the fuck i didn’t sign up to watch the film of my heavily modded sims 2 neighborhood. not even a moan. like what did they think the queen could hear them
Traffic
Our days are longer.
the nights the longest.
yet you tell me I’m wrong
with our love in crisis.
See me, and you
We ain’t too different
I struck the fuck out
And then came back swinging
But you play me your song
And spin me around..
— The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, and those honeysuckle eyes.. seemed to have gotten inside him, into the air he breathes
She had become a necessity
And the brakes were loose again.
The Falls
Why do I feel like I don’t understand
Yet I know I do
We must always remind ourselves
why we love them
We mustn’t be upset at them through the ruins of love
But furious at the situation in which you both are involved.
We climb through the falls.
We must look past it
“Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind, and therefore is a winged cupid painted blind”
She’s brought this light and heart
Into my life that I couldn’t be anymore
blessed to have such a divine woman
On these almighty waves of love.
Reminiscing of you
How you tell me to go, but need me to stay
I nearly consumed you, but you stopped me
That night in the hallway
Can I take you home? I told her
She smiled
And then can we drive together, far away from home?
I needed to take her with me.
All the way to the end of the fucking world.
Who would I be if I abandoned you and us?
I asked myself, are defeats necessary? Necessary or not, they happen. But once we overcome those defeats (and you always do), each day and each hour that passes are part of the good fight.
I stepped into your life for a reason, because I loved you before I even knew you existed, because I’ve fallen in love with you, because I wanted to care of you, because I wanted the best for you and me, and I wanted to live this life with you.
And none of that has changed at all.
13
You think you have them all figured out, but then they’ll do something
that makes you realize just how fathomless the human heart truly is.
DC
That was her name. The one who robbed me of everything I thought I knew about love.
And those are the eyes that bore into my soul. The gaze into the trench of my heart. The stygian pools that peer into my vessel and dab the warmth of my zeal.
— inside my reverie
I am hopeless
The discord remains.
But yet there she is
She ran her fingers
along the strands
slowly,
Gliding the melody.
She said I had a dirty mouth
Yet she kissed me
Like she meant it
And wore the night,
a light ablaze
within the surrounding ashes
of our first flame
No one else around
The shimmer takes my eye
I lift my head up
and I’m blinded by her sky
— She proved wonder and wits
A dying star
the luminescent glow,
Her soul portrays
And to me she bestowed
She opened the door
Without a key and stepped inside. But instead of changing my intention
She played a record.
And left it on repeat
The tune that rang
inside my mind
played over and over
around thirteen times.
But on 14, it stopped.
The stage but echoes back
our beating tides of love
for memories we unpack
Nothing makes sense
up until sunrise
Pretending we know things
Falling in love,
like it’s just nothing
Her heart repeated boons
of forest winds
and yet I’m the storm
that seen it through.
— Just let me breathe
The Unspoken Truth
Obsession.
I was certain that this had to be it.
She poked fun at me during our phone call like always, but this time it was different.
Her graceful laugh. The fruit of my frustrations. Once again reminding me of the all too familiar.
I am obsessed with her.
I knew she was aware of it too. The truth underlying every word that I spoke to her.
She knew it well. The tension my body gave while we’re side by side.
That sexual spark.
I could feel her feel it.
Those exchanges with her eyes as she speaks. Her subtle smile sneaks in when I’m looking too long and we break glance. The way my body gravitates towards and craves all of her while she’s standing in front of me.
The way her body feels when we touch
When I’m fighting to control myself
And losing miserably
Victim to her beauty and entranced by her love.
Fumbled thoughts and jumbled words because I’m so caught up in the fact that I’m in love with her, and that she was here with me for what seemed to be limitless.
I am obsessed with her.
And I wanted to hold on to her for whatever seemed like forever.