There's always that someone who only makes their presence felt when everything is going great for you, then goes on to wreck your day and messes with your good vibes, deliberately
I can feel my intellect waste away as I try to reason with these kinds of people
You know the kind that makes a big deal out of the most trivial of matters
You can tell that they can't get themselves to think of anything else better to do
You can tell, they're only envious of you
Eager to tear away at you at the first sign of opportunity
Eager to see you go down their level, and beat you up with their stupidity
I'm just thankful that I'm fortunate enough to see through the facade, and understand them instead
I am lucky to have culminated the patience and character to stop myself from caving their faces in, and just say, "Have a good day!" and walk away

What are you waiting for?
Waves to carry you to shore?
A beating heart at your doorstep?
How many shooting stars have to fly by?
Flowers don't water themselves
Chess pieces don't move on their own
Make your move, NOW

I am tired, I am worn
I just realized how love could easily be dispensed for another
I loved you with every molecule of my being
I’d like to move on with you
But I guess, you want to move on with someone else
Am I too pure, too innocent for you?
Am I taking this too seriously, it scares you?
You said, I’m a "rarity", but you expect me to woo you like the previous person that devastated you?
I’d like you to think this out really carefully
Because I'm tired of the mix signals you're giving off
Because I'm tired from laying low
I’m thinking of letting you go, for real this time
I tried my best to make you aware my love
I’m sorry if it wasn’t enough
A sputtering star trying to draw your attention, shimmering haplessly
Perhaps, I’m just a speck of dust in your vast cosmos—surrounded with stars more alluring
I tried to see you as a friend, but I just can’t see things the way they were
I can’t simply revert back to my former self, and pretend nothing happened, because something did
You taught me that just because we had so much in common, even if we shared the same views, the same quirks, and once, the same longing for each other
You can still be cruel enough to leave a laceration at someone’s heart that throbs for you
You can still clog someone's lungs with tar and nails who’s very purpose is to breathe for you
Please do not have the audacity to think that my arms are always unfurled for you, because I will still love you, but no longer as a lover, but as a compassionate deserter
My heart still burns for you, but I have to look away with just enough coldness to keep my sanity
Should I take this as a trial or a memorial?
Think carefully, my soulmate
Think, very carefully, my love

Because it's too sweet when things are going well, too painful when it's not.
The process makes development heavenly addicting; separation, a gateway to hell.

It's enlightening when you're hitting the high notes. Felo-de-se never became such an attractive propostion when you're missing it.

Call me crazy, but chivalry is embedded deep within my soul, I believe we should court this way. Whatever the outcome may be, go bloom and then wilt, rinse and repeat—better be a flower, than die a seedling.

I think it's the way people are supposed to love each other. You already feel the effects of it, consumed, drowning in it, before your heart even realizes it.

It all made sense now, the road map of my demise.

You could've **** me with your longing heart.
How could you let a broken painting get in the way?

How could you presume, a friendly rapport was feigned?

Why did you have to wait, till the dam can contain it no more?

I felt fate yanked my heart's strings, tangling it.
My brain, rupturing from the cruel deductions.
Tormented cranium—screws gouging out of it.

It all made sense now. Anger draws me towards retaliation. However, I choose not to bear arms; forgivness cries out.

I sever my hand against you, for I will not let this get in the way of our longing for each other.

I abhor hatred against you, because our sweet memories overwhelmed me; because I love you.

My exquisite geyserite, blossoming middlemist, and my Alma mater. I have never forgotten you, I never did—I never will.