Friday, 9 September 2011

no swears o.0

go away. get out, you have overstayed your welcome. it is time for you to leave. to leave that place you have occupied in the back of my mind. to go out and enjoy the sun and not be cooped up in my head all day and night. ill be calling the cops if you do not leave. but they will think I’m crazy. am i crazy? are you even real or a creation. a creation of perfection. something i formulated then manipulated till it was immaculate. you and your smile, your chuckle, for you do not laugh. your labyrinth eyes for which i am lost in, once i gaze upon the green and brown swirls.your arms and your shoulders, your legs and your chest. everything about you is…is…there is no word perfect enough. but while i am lost in my body. my mind and my soul.  its is my grieving heart that wakes me from my coma, it wakes me up and slaps me twice. till all i see of you is an asshole. who doesn’t talk to me or anyone anymore. who left without saying goodbye. oooh how i resent that and i will never forget that. and i will always remember that. and i will always think about that. and think about that. and think about that. over and over again and again. until i forget about that. that one incident or was there more before. i don’t remember, why would i remember. i try to remember only the good stuff.and forget about the unsatisfactory. and from here on. i classify you as unsatisfactory and inferior. and i will sleep tonight without you running through my dreams. and i will sleep forever. and you will not once cross my mind. but maybe ill cross yours, and you might remember me.

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