maranwe-ancarame

Look at us for just a moment.     Acknowledge everything                 I've shared. done. been. with you. Don't let me slip away underneath the folds & leaflets of your mind.                          Don't forget me. Please, don't listen to her.            don't look at her.                    touch her.                    kiss her.                    make a proverbial momentary act with her.   She isn't me.   She'll never be -me- Want me. Beg me to come back. Be my Prince. Sweep me away. Be honest with me.         I love you.  I love you.  I love you. Just look at us for a moment.

I've cast out to sea a goodbye to you.     There's a letter in a bottle, floating on the waves      to you.  The letter speaks of adieus and fond       farewells and missed times. This goodbye to you.     I sealed it shut, signed it with my pen.      Closed it with a kiss, sprayed it with my        perfume. Will my goodbye ever reach you?     The storms have tried to sink it, the beast      tried to devour it the bodies tried

You're not bringing my mind any peace. And we haven't seemed to move any steps forward.  Where we were once [entwined], we are now holding onto a string that is not there. You have my heart as a key, on a chain dangling from your neck - but just like that, you only wear it when you choose to. Did you know you hold ( held ) my heart? That I have given to you what you asked of me? I don't know what I am to you I don't know what I mean to you. All I know is what I want to be & mean to you. ...but for now, you'll never know. Fully. I don't want to write you a sad song, or cry myself to sleep at night, or share my sob

slowly passionately we immersed ourselves in pools of infestation and juvenile delinquency what were we to know our bodies were decaying by the second? we were made to have such foreclosure on our hearts on our minds. but our eyes still saw our ears still heard the language god, the language foulness leaking from every letter of the alphabet but hey, what did we know? past by and gone all gone. if only we could have had a savior. someone to tell us we were all wrong. maybe we would have woken up. does that even make sense? when our cores are constantly being blown away... ...what are we left with? anything of val