You and alcohol blood in my veins, I ice and dopamine.
How could never last?
How could never last?
fact if you really have to tell you again I would like to make love to you with my eyes closed without words, without thoughts, without clothes, without pause, without interruption. I would again feel that you're there, you have inside, we're together, that you hold me at night as you turn on my side of the bed. I would like it to last a long night but I wake up from only three not having to face the morning, then do not have to explain nothing to you, your eyes, my heart.
When we met I never said your name to my friends because I was afraid that you would become real and all, at that point, it would inevitably be complicated.
Because I know how these things when people know that.
Everything falls apart.
And because everything is broken in my life forever, I decided that the last thing I needed was another handful of pieces to put under the carpet for not seeing my inability affective, once again, not I could manage.
But I miss having you.
I miss seeing life for yourself and your words.
When we lived together something that you can not wait to put in writing. I played with myself to guess if your world view at that time was the same that I had myself. I did find myself in your lines, I felt at ease among us passionate and bloody adjectives and verbs between mild and pungent.
Because I know how these things when people know that.
Everything falls apart.
And because everything is broken in my life forever, I decided that the last thing I needed was another handful of pieces to put under the carpet for not seeing my inability affective, once again, not I could manage.
But I miss having you.
I miss seeing life for yourself and your words.
When we lived together something that you can not wait to put in writing. I played with myself to guess if your world view at that time was the same that I had myself. I did find myself in your lines, I felt at ease among us passionate and bloody adjectives and verbs between mild and pungent.
's all over, I know.
And as usual, when it comes to putting an end, are the first to start writing but I like to think that every now and then, somehow, nothing has been lost and even though time has blurred the feelings, some smile can be born again because of me.
And as usual, when it comes to putting an end, are the first to start writing but I like to think that every now and then, somehow, nothing has been lost and even though time has blurred the feelings, some smile can be born again because of me.
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