I feel crazy. I am a frantic young lady panicking that that I am on the verge of total and absolute loss of control of my own emotions. 18 years of my life and I have believed in ‘mind over matter’. For me this has … Continue reading CRAZY
You are perfect. Absolutely Positively Perfect for me. You have the right kind of hair, you talk just the right amount of words and you have adequate strength just for me. You’re a perfect fit. We are the perfect combination. Your imperfections are a reflection … Continue reading PERFECT LOVE (part 1)
Words written, words said Meaningful words or so you say Words meant to make me happy, Still just words; Carried by the wind Drowned by the sea Lifted by the sky, They brought tears to my eyes… Words meant for me alone Yet combusted by … Continue reading WORDS WRITTEN….
You’re the sun to my shine You’re the sweet to my heart You’re the pump to my kin And the cup to my cake What I’m trying to say is that I am incomplete without you You’re the ice to my cream The pop to … Continue reading How I feel about YOU
You cut me into pieces that I hadn’t realised I had begun to build around you- around us- so much that they weaved and weaved. Like a spider, I knitted ever so intricately and delicately that even I was oblivious to the web I was … Continue reading I need you more than DOPE
I think about it and I get sad. I reflect on how I could’ve waited just a few more hours; better yet, I ponder about retracing the last 24 hours, back to the fatalistic moment in which I set about the chain of events. A time, in which I had obliviously made a decision, a decision I might compare to something as eating breakfast or taking a walk. In hindsight this ‘light’ decision or the illusion that the choice I made was one as light as choosing to have breakfast is just that… an illusion.
The gravity of what I had done hurt you and now it hurts me. I think about it just as I close my eyes and I can see how this has broken us. It wasn’t entirely my fault- we washed our hands in the same dish voluntarily but I have decided to bare this cross because I should’ve known better.
What you suffer I can only imagine as the silence that exists between us only digs deeper into my wounded soul. You, my dear, have declared a famine upon my sense of inner peace, a drought on my conscience and only you can quench this hunger and thirst. The pain, the shame and the embarrassment eats at my insides- feeding so greedily upon my serenity; for now, I have none left.
Forgive me- I can only say for I am left with no option. Whether you might is entirely up to you for you have taken away any cause for happiness, you might as well take my pride. I cannot lie, I do hope you won’t ignore me forever but I would be deceiving myself if I expect an apology to make all the difference. So this is the first step. If you have taken it all away then all I have left is the intangible element of hope- hope to fight another day. Just as I once seduced you, I might strike again.