I don't write. I create.
How I long for the cog that turns and triggers a new system!
For an income appreciative of the god-like blessings I bestow on many lives around.
Yes! My status is minus.
-Love
-Time
I’m in the red.
Sometimes I wonder why my success is determined by your happiness?
No one loves me.
I have no love to reference as my true.
No one cares about my existence in that way.
I’m alone.
I want to share my life with you. Only you don’t desire me enough to be happy.
I’ve missed many moments because I had to attend work. I believed my priorities were to earn first and visit later.
Only I was too tired.
I hear your voice regularly. Your advice is embedded in my heart.
Wishing won’t change anything.
I’ll forever love you.
I understand, and I hear you; I love you. I don’t pray!
I don’t believe in random activities, though I procrastinate throughout the day.
I want you. I want me, I want us, I want life.
I need time, more time.
The bolts of life thunder around my mind, creating worlds between myself and I.
The inevitable will happen, and we will fall in love during the day. I’ll kiss you as you fall asleep and quietly walk away.
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I woke up and looked into the mirror, my brown eyes glowing from the beautiful thoughts I have about you.
We could be more than what we limit ourselves to be.
Only we both fear change and the effect of making a difference
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I bellowed out sounds of pain and misfortune.
I shot bullets of hatred out to our world, and I denied the powers of our universe.
I split my mind in four and crushed two pieces with a pestle and mortar! What else would stone be good for?
Today you shattered my diamond walls, and I let you back in.
I trust we have reconnected for a positive reason – when I discover what it is, I’ll be sure to let you know.
First.
I never thought we could get to a place like this.
Back then, I was bubbling over with anger because you hurt me and the pain cut deep.
Later on, I dipped my fingers into jealousy and flirted with crazy.
You had broken me, no sign of repair.
Today, I see your notifications, and I smile – we’re happy with this space.
It’s safe and ours.
I trust and believe that we will blossom forever.
Thank you.
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