I have breakup at eight tonight
It's in my calendar. Look!
From eight to nine tonight: an appointment
With the title: "Breakup". That's what it says.
At eight tonight
Is when she will end it.
She didn't say as much but I already know
Why we're getting together earlier than usual
What we'll be doing and
......
There’s a quiet in the clutter,
a stillness in the scattered remnants
of days that blur together.
A sock without a partner,
an empty gum container,
dead batteries waiting for a final farewell.
all of them stranded in the corners of the everyday,
reminders of the passing time.
I used to resent them, these remnants of ownership,
......
I am a ronin of love
With no master to serve
A woman to cherish
Care for and look after
Whom I can call my own
Floating away with false abandon
Through the sea spray of chaos that is the world
All I can do is meander
Get into mischief and
......
I love it when I make you feel like you’re trapped, when you feel me around staring at you even if you don’t see me. You know that I’ll always find you without chasing you, without even wondering where to look for you; I know where to step and where to stop. And you, will always arrive on time.
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Amongst the ordinary, you shone with an uncommon brilliance
In the overcast dimness of the grove, you cast a welcoming glow
Enveloped by the chill of the afternoon, you warmed with an inner essence
I love it when I make you feel like you’re trapped, when you feel me around staring at you even if you don’t see me. You know that I’ll always find you without chasing you, without even wondering where to look for you; I know where to step and where to stop. And you, will always arrive on time.
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I have it all figured out.
Heart,
Mind,
and soul.
But you touch me,
and it all starts to crumble.
But it's all in lust, I think.
You touch me and I seem to forget who I was meant to be.
But as I come down from the high,
my thoughts begin to swirl,
......
There’s a quiet in the clutter,
a stillness in the scattered remnants
of days that blur together.
A sock without a partner,
an empty gum container,
dead batteries waiting for a final farewell.
all of them stranded in the corners of the everyday,
reminders of the passing time.
I used to resent them, these remnants of ownership,
......
“Only kiss me on my forehead,
if you're trying to make me yours."
A gentle sterness in your voice.
A soft command that echoes.
Is it a dare or a boundary?
I still can't decide.
And now here you are, wrappen in nights emrace.
As I see myself leaning in.
......
I have breakup at eight tonight
It's in my calendar. Look!
From eight to nine tonight: an appointment
With the title: "Breakup". That's what it says.
At eight tonight
Is when she will end it.
She didn't say as much but I already know
Why we're getting together earlier than usual
What we'll be doing and
......