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 Sep 2015 Faces Unknown
Z
10:41 PM.
 Sep 2015 Faces Unknown
Z
B r i a n

You returned the energy that was being drained from my existence.

I can never thank you enough.....

f a r e w e l l
You must live by these words that were once said to me: "You are whatever you wish to be."
As a Solid,
There's nothing that could break through,
Or prevent me from Loving you.
Or a Liquid,
more intoxicating than any alcohol,
I've ever drank. I love your Taste.
As a Gas,
It's most strong.
It fills each and every path I walk along.
Nothing compares to me and you.
The greatest sum, of 1+1 = 2.

-**N.C.
I walk down the broken path.
No shoes and no clue.
My feet get cut as I continue on.
With every step I take I begin to crumble and fall.
I Pick up myself and notice another person beside me falling and crying.
I walk over to him a lend my hand.
He takes it and we hold hands and continue On.
As we approach the gates we look back and see all of what we once were.
do not tell me you forgive me
for those worlds i said at 3 am
forgiveness implies that i am sorry

but what should i be sorry for

for telling you the truth
or for making you see it

because yes
you are everything i called you
of that, i am certain

you thought you could shoot the poison into my heart
and leave without a trace
and that i would still be here waiting for you

but you thought wrong

your poison made me stronger
made me stop caring about you

i don't care if one day, you simply stop existing

but do not
forgive me
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If happiness is from Heaven, and sadness from Hell,
I’m in-between worlds.
I’ve learned more from Hell,
then Heaven could ever tell.
Sadness etched on lips, and fingertips.
Creating it, that false sense,
of whatever Love is.
You’re always a victim, but never the culprit.
Funny to me, of "we,"
you found us first and kept it, Dear.
The voorpret we felt, as each drew near,
has now turned into fear.
Perhaps a love between you and I,
should have remained as mamihlapinatapai.
That, after all,
would have been, a happy end.

**-N.C.
Voorpret (n.) (as it is spelled) - pre-fun, the sense of enjoyment felt before a party or event takes place.
Language: Dutch.
Mamihlapinatapai (n.) (Mam-ee-la-pin-nata-pie) - the wordless look between two people who both desire something, yet are equally reluctant to initiate.
Language: Yaghan.

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