there is hate brewing in my bones. i do not believe it will stop until you are laid to rest.
i smell the rain and all of a sudden i’m back with you in the city. the city where even with sirens, thousands of people, and too little square footage, we made a life.
the most tragic moment of my life, was realizing my own Cassandra complex. realizing no matter how many times i told people it wouldn’t work out, they wouldn’t believe me.
i am completely fine cleaning up my own mess.
pick what you want. i don’t even care if it’s me. please just choose. you know the back and forth is breaking me.
our eyes lock, and your breath hitches, and my mouth is a magnet pulling pulling pulling me to you.
when i see you now you look very bit like the man i knew years ago except for your eyes. your eyes carry a millennia of pain, passion, and everything in between.
if i watch you build a life with another woman, i will blind myself.
all that changed this year was my temper. i am now always terribly angry.
for the first time i am completely fine in my own.
i was a precocious child. it’s a curse.