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The scent of you linger in the air; as if it were a scarf blowing in the wind.
If being lost means being with you; then may I never be found because with you I am home.....
Being in your presence is like inhaling in, but receiving no air....the deeper I breathe the more I begin to suffocate.
My eyes have crusted over with scarlet crested rhinestones, polished with ash filled clouds. The moon shines upon the night differently as the wind hides behind the truth. There is no trust among the breeze....
I dug a hole with my emotions; buried my heart so love could no longer reside in a broken place.
I feel lost and hopeless. As if I have been drained of my breath. Life without a soul and breath with no air to breathe. I am smothered with emotions yet no thoughts exist in my mind. At my lowest I feel like giving up and at my highest I can’t see my way out.....
My spirit now resides in yours what once was; is now no more. The residue of my flesh lingers upon your bosom....gently gliding footprints of memories upon your lips. I take a glimpse into your soul and see reflections of me.
Being away from you made me realize I wanted to be so intertwined with your soul that when you opened your mouth my words dripped off your lips
There is an infinite chill in the air this time of year; and I’m not sure if it is the change of weather or demeanor of cold hearted people.....
Life is fragile like a flower and if you are not careful people will pluck every pedal until you are bare; with no beauty left to give.
When the glass finally shatters; don’t come back and try to put the pieces back together. All the glue in the world won’t make it look like it used too....
Sometimes it’s better to see the world with your eyes shut; that way it can be as beautiful as you would have it to be......
Why say it if you don’t mean it... and why mean it if you won’t show it.... if we could read each other thoughts we wouldn’t need a tongue to speak.
As you slowly shut me out I quietly slipped away. I became unoticable and you unrecognizable. Impossible was the task at hand because my heart still longed for you, yearned for you, and ached in your absence...... Not once did you even notice.
Although your mouth is speaking to me your eyes are talking to another. Love language leaks off your tongue as smooth as butter melting off a hot knife..... you are not to be trusted
In the end it didn’t matter if I responded to your disrespect or not; because it did not change your behavior....but only enhanced your actions. Leaving me to wonder was loving you ever even worth it.....
If you follow the trail of lies long enough; it will eventually lead to the truth. The question is.... will you recognize it.