This sad piece doesn’t make sense.

Another day another reminder that the depths of the love still cuts deep, these wounds still seep with the raw emotion like my flesh being torn open. Still constant reminders of what was never meant to be, constant knives dig deeper and deeper into this torn flesh. You presence like a ghost that haunts me every moment, your hands like daggers piercing my vulnerability’s Your lips smooth and perfect like poison, your kiss is so welcoming yet so violating. Violating my mind and my life every waking moment. Body’s could speak yours would be welcoming, but with conditions I could never meet. Words I could never speak. Words I could never keep.

You sink deep within in my nostalgia I cannot sleep.. you haunt me wether or not I want to keep.

I know there’s good but it seems I’m too bad.

I learned finally what I means to never fall truly asleep. Because you are there haunting my every dream.

I.. I was told “I love you” but it wasn’t you speaking life into those words.. it hurt.. knowing you’ll never speak them ever again. I’ll never get to cherish I love you the way I loved you.

Because these wounds are deep. You stole something so dear.. my desire to love again.

I hope you chose the one.. because love. Lost all of its fun..