I have imagination as my means,
And you as my dreams.
Be her forever,
In a world full of temporary encounters
and broken promises.
Be her now,
In a world that romanticizes next life
and alternate universe.
And in a world that glorifies
and ‘if it’s meant to be, it will be,’
Be the one
To take the chance
To leap to the unknown
To take her hand, and hold her tight,
Before you lose her forever,
In a sea of people,
That just passes by in your life,
unknowned, unnamed, and never to be seen again.
There’s one thing I’ve learned and realized from all of this:
You never loved me.
I’m sorry for every person I’ve ignored,
For every person I’ve hurt,
For every person I’ve caused pain,
They say, hurt people, hurt people
Maybe that’s the reason why,
I’ve hurt every people that gets too close to me,
And maybe that’s also why,
Of all the ones that I’ve hurt,
It’s been really me who I am most sorry for.
For I’ve hurt myself more than you’ll ever know.
He visits me every night,
Each time I close my eyes,
A dangerously addicting presence,
I can’t seem to overcome.
He breathes life to my body,
Awakening each and every cell,
With one kiss and one touch,
He makes me a willing prisoner.
He holds me always close to him,
His hands exploring every stretch of my skin,
He leaves no part uncovered,
My body is his territory.
He exposes my soul,
Uncovers my desires,
Conquers my body,
And steals my heart.
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//reposting again an old old post of mine. This is one of my favorites. ☺️ My first favorite of all favorites. Darn, I should start making time for writing again. 😭