The desire was palatable,
And the sparks were electrifying.
Your breath ripped me to shreds,
And your touch burnt me.
I ripped your clothes apart with my eyes,
From the lust of wanting your skin.
If I would have kissed you,
You would have been lying next to me.
But I didn't, I didn't.
My struggle with depression and life after love, knowing now, that the days of innocence have expired...Moving on after pain, with some hope, and a little wisdom
Tuesday, July 21
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Letter to RAD - Take 3
hello, it’s been a few days since we last texted, and i’ve been reflecting on what you said. while i agreed with a few things, there were ...
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the dark parts - i tried to hide them, then treat them but in the end, i realized i’d have to live with them
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you’re not your cv or your waistline you’re not your parents or your sun sign you’re not your promotions or the money you make you’re just t...
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the bridge is broke between your hope and my reality the last hour spent on my lament yet you show no mercy
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