From zero to one hundred in seconds.
This will be the death of you.
If only I had accepted that shift, acknowledge it for what it was.
I knew.
I felt it.
I saw it coming a distance off.
I heard the deliberate shift in your tone
I felt the decisive lift in your texts as your words hit like bricks.
I knew it, but I didn’t want to accept it that way.
I knew it but my connection with you was an unimaginable art piece that made me linger on the whim of my need for you.
I knew it but my connection with you threw me off.
I know real when I see it.
I know real when I feel it and I felt it.
I felt it with you.
I find my mind combing through every nook and cranny of my mental space as comprehension hits in waves.
You are my deepest desire and my biggest destroyer.
You have unlocked a new level of my maturity that not even I saw coming.
You triggered my soul and you made sense.
You are laughable and indelible;
the sadness and the weird sense of peace;
the joy and the thrill of the unprecedented;
You will forever be ‘it’ for me, even though I will never be ‘it’ for you.
The machinations of my mind limp in your wake.
The burden of my soul unbridled and consumed by the fire you burn.
I release you now even though I am still learning to swim, you, my lifeline have taught me enough.
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