intelligent as night is dark. as beautiful as sun is hot.
some one whose name was vague, someone whose smell had been gone from my life for a lover's lifetime.
for a moment that seemed to go on forever, we'd lock eyes, see the familarity that would take us back to those brief twinkles of pleasure. From my soul rose a cringe that made me tremble. his eyes would dim with the reminder of an undeserved heartbreak.
his face would lose its joy.
as quickly as he appeared, he'd vanish with the winds.
sadness would overwhelm me everytime.
a lot of things have been raptured, but life repairs itself.pain lessen.
wounds heal. scars remain and whether or not, we stop clinging and, move on.
i cried for the love I'd only discovered as i was losing it.
how can love escape your grasp without you ever letting go?
but those days were memories that coloured the back of my mind.
im very emotional. the intensity i get from loving someone i'm in love with is remarkable, nearly uncontrollable. i love hard. Love deep. Love long.
if i had never been in love i wouldnt crave the wonderful, crazy, euphoric feeling it gave when it was working.
if i had never had sex, i'd never ache for the eroticism while i worked it with someone i wanted to have my heart.
if i had never been in love i wouldn't fight the feeling of love when it came.
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