So many thoughts running through my mind. Writing is the only thing that’s keeping me alive. Because waiting on you is dying a slow, miserable death. Suffocated by stuff we created|Love imitated by lust Fears outside my body|Solely naked Hiding behind only the lies I told myself for why you haven’t called. Never fall for a poet.
I’m trying so hard to be here
To be present
In this moment– In my body
But I’m as hollow as the burrows hidden between mountains Continue reading “#JustThoughts”
If I ever meant anything to you, then promise me one thing
Promise that you’ll never hurt another woman the way you hurt me
All the questions left unanswered and messages unread….
All the “I love you”s that we never even said
Promise yourself that you’ll be a better man the next time around
Promises lost, never to be found
Promise me that and I’ll promise you this
One day when you look at her & go to kiss her lips
You’ll wish it was me. I promise.…
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