i think how we need to be loved as adults stems from our childhood (or lack thereof).

if you were abandoned, you need to be smothered, to know every second that you're adored. but as a child you were always alone, so the very love you crave makes you feel suffocated and crawling white knuckled to get out.

and so this war rages inside of us, until we have exhausted ourselves & perhaps those who were brave enough to extend their hands.

©raine cooper

Some things are inevitable,
Like the sun slipping,
Everyday into the shadows,
So the moon can rise and shine,
For the night,
Some things,
Like the sea,
Eventually reaching the shore,
No matter how many times,
She tries to float away,
Some things,
Like a love that was written in stone,
Before the lovers knew what love was about,
And some people (like me),
Stand at a crossroads,
Knowing that some things are inevitable,
Knowing that some things,
Are never meant to be

I wonder sometimes
If its enough for you
The memories me
Do you even think of me anymore?
Or did your mind close,
When you shut the door?
Did you want more?

-memories
-kisses
-moments
-time

I constantly crave
The golden glow
From your eyes
When I kissed you
I will always want more
To lighten my own soul

To tell me its okay
To tell me to let go
To tell me you care
To tell me you love me

Would be a sweet torture
No matter how
I will need you
And I will never back down

I attributed my choice to your memory
I could of sent him the pictures
I knew the stranger wanted me
I almost let him have me
Inside of his mind
Let his body rule over mine
But I couldn't
I will never forget
What it was like
To be yours
I belonged to you
Inside and out
So I am sorry
For even the thought
Of betrayal to your memory
I will try to keep it sweet
Within me

And i'm so tired of this cycle
being lovely and ****
is what they're good at
they're all the same
and then when you start to get insane
they will start to distance themselves

and in the end, you lose.