Tag: LifeVsReality

Broken Curse

I’ve been on a journey, I was doused in a toxic curse. I’ve cried a million times over and even then the toxicity remained undisturbed. – Unique

You used a blue highlighter and pulled me in to read your words.

You stood tall and spoke your wishes into our universe.

You remained calm and spoke your confidence into my ears.

You took hold of my body, a body I’ve disliked over time. You opened up my mind and breathed your dreams into my life.

Your confidence is beautiful and your mindset is amazing. I tried to push you, but you stayed where you felt most comfortable and helped to ease my anxiety away.

You stepped up to my self-critical words and stripped my layers off.

You pulsated inside me and held me tight.

At that moment, I felt lifted and wonderful that you knew from day one, that everything will be alright.

August 2020

Dear Ex-Boyfriend

Dear Ex-Boyfriend,

Thank you for your most recent correspondence.

I appreciate the time you’ve taken to get in touch and express your emotions, by way of the pen.

I’m doing well since we parted ways. I’m progressing nicely through brighter days.

I’ve missed you at night when we used to talk, cry and sing. I’ve missed our connection, built from deep within.

But let’s not forget your actions, the role you played in this. Let’s pay homage to your actions and how that night, was our very last kiss.

I’m not here to make you feel good about yourself, that responsibility lays with you. I’m not here to massage your consciousness when you hurt me that pain cut through. Remember, you decided to do what you did and you enjoyed your life for a minute thereafter. My name isn’t Dr Unique, I’m not your therapist or your point of laughter.

Thank you, Ex-Boyfriend! For doing what you do best – you were weak as fuck when we met and today you’ve since regressed.

I miss your lips.

I miss making love.

I miss playing with you and more than the above.

The notion that we dated will be forgotten over time. The fact that I once blessed you with love, will remain your biggest regret, not mine.

Rest in peace to every moment we created, the second I realised you’re fake! I eliminated memories backdated.

Faded is your new label.

Faded is your mouth sucking my nipples.

Faded is your access to my life.

Ex-Boyfriend, one thing I must include…having two was too much, excluding number one was awfully rude.

No, I do not wish you well.

I do not wish you good health.

I do not wish you a happy future.

I affirm all the above upon myself.

Ex-Boyfriend,

I hope your soul burns eternally while your heartbeats in this life.

I hope your soul continues to burn through, long after the moment you die.

Love in abundance,

Unique

What I Want

What I want?

I want you to sweeten my days.

I miss what we once shared and had wished profusely that it never went away.

Our visit to that café was an experience I must say.

One that warms my soul on a cold summer’s day.

Over time I’ve wanted to reach out and say, ‘hey!’ But situations occurred and life swept me away.

What I want?

Is to kiss you, forever and forevermore.

I often dream you’ll arrive after midnight, with 3 taps lightly on my door.

Frequencies wrapped me up and tore away unfaithful thoughts. My mind calls them back and my heart always applauds.

I sometimes feel like a fraudulent existing life form, because if I’m honest and if our universe permits, I would freeze us in the eye of a love-storm…What I want?

What I want? Is to never miss you, because you’ll be here within my reach.

I want to hear your voice up close; I miss those long nights – just you and I.

Each second spent with you was both a curse and a blessing. And if I’m honest with all involved, I’ve understood a painful lesson.

What I want?

I want to feel your arms hold me tight, I want to kiss you goodnight and I want to hear you whisper, ‘everything’s going to be alright!’

I never imagined we’ll fall out and have silent fights. Ones where I feel, and I type and I write what’s black and what’s white. Feelings bite through my wrists like I might stop and…

What I want? Is to understand you. I don’t know you. I’ve never met you.

I want to like you.

I want to write with you.

I want to stand height to height with you.

I want to cite life with you.

I want to make delights with you.

I want to spend the night with you.

Who are you exactly? Where on earth did, we meet? How did you find me again? Why did you return?

What I want?

I want to set the world on fire and soar through the night sky.

I want to return to our universe, to be that sapphire blue star and die.

Pussy

You got the pussy

But not the time

My life is fine

She’s not divine

I’ve got the vibe

My mind is mine

You want my time

I’m not inclined

I taste sublime

You’ll always mind

Moments so fine

I’m divine

I have no time

One Year

This time last year I was being lied to. I trusted this person and they lied to me. For months…at the final hour, they departed my life.

 Piano Sonata No.14 Beethoven plays as I type.

They then tried to keep hold of aspects. It was a challenging moment, but I managed to free myself from all detrimental scenario(s.)

They tried to keep hold of what they lacked without my presence. 

This time last year I felt these negative vibes – I ignored them in exchange for temporary details.

     Burning red flags presented themselves at every turn. I fanned them away, in favour of something amazing? Like I said, this person had my trust!

This time last year, I danced with deception and flirted with fakery. 

The impact

  • They’ve permanently lost my confidence in their ability, to be honest, and show integrity.
  • I can’t comprehend why I ignored the inferno that roared inches from my body.
  • Our universe will raise them up and at their pinnacle moment of self-actualisation cracks will deepen into graves for their bounty of happiness.
  • I’ll pay my respects with a single hemp seed.

Update

  • private & confidential.
  • My circles are trustworthy.
  • My life is abundant in love.
  • All red flags are acknowledged.

Future Scope

  • We will never see one another again.
  • We will never correspond in any way, shape or form.
  • When the last petal falls and they burn away the facade, I won’t hear the formation of a river from painful tears.

  Legacy

  • They ignited this insatiable thirst. I drink deeply, daily!
  • I’m grateful for the double-edged sword they used to slit gaps in my circulation. I can’t stop the bleed – vampires wait to be fed. They present lies in exchange for life.
  • Private and confidential.