Can you trust someone who thinks that 'Love is Temporary' ?




Because
I used to love someone with all my heart
Every inch of my body loved him
Every drop of my blood loved him
Every little cell of my body loved him
My body was his
The control was his

I could not eat if I missed him
I could not sleep if I could not smell his intoxicating cologne
I could not breathe if I could not see him

He was the center of my universe
He was the beauty of my world
He was my everything
and I could not live without him



Do you realize that I used the words "used to"?
It means that I survived.
I survived the heartbreak that he caused.
I survived the unbearable pain that he gave.
I survived the deadly reaction of my body after he left
I survived days without eating
I survived days without sleeping
I survived from 'he was my everything'
I survived from 'I could not live without him'
I survived from all the prodigious illusions of loving him.

Because
Love is Temporary
Love is not Forever
But Love will always be there


When Love dies, Love is born



So, can you trust me?

do you still love me
do you still love m
do you still love
do you still lov
do you still lo
do you still l
do you still
do you stil
do you sti
do you st
do you s
do you
do yo
do y
do
d
di
did
did y
did yo
did you
did you e
did you ev
did you eve
did you ever
did you ever l
did you ever lo
did you ever lov
did you ever love
did you ever love m
did you ever love me

Though u said all those things
That killed me inside
I still miss you
Your intent was to only hurt me
But i still love you
Broken hearted but the pieces still call your name
A love i was so invested in became my down fall
So many tears stain my pillow
Nights i lay awake replaying the memories
Hoping that they are enough to keep me alive
Anxiety filling my soul as i have to realize that you were never good for me
Trying to convince my body to forget your touch and the way your hand made my adrenaline rush
How i have to succumbed to the fact this was all a lie
Yet all of me loves you
And i just don't know why...

a silent cry
tells it all,
short breaths,
giggles in between,
is the truth funny
or is the reality just another
joke no one laughs at...

Zen
is
when
I lose myself