Why? why do i keep on making wrong decisions? I know its my fault, cause my feelings cant halt and all your words are salt, in my wounds that keeps on bleeding. Unending pain and suffering that i've succumb. But why you? For all that ive been through, is it wrong that i chose you? 7 billion choices and i made one mistake. I bet everything that's at stake and for christ's sake. Im sorry, maybe im too aggressive or possessive but at least hear me out in any possible way. Im not good at this you see, my words looses rhyme from time to time but atleast it helps me define that pain that i feel inside but this shouldn't have happen if i wasn't open, and stayed in my tiny hole where darkness eats me whole. Im not brave, im no poet, im no man, but i'll follow your command. Blindingly.
But why? Why i still long for you? From those tiny crevices in my wall to the back of my head. Why i cant accept that the rose is dead. I plucked the thorns and cut the horns, every petal, every leaf, wilted as i sleep. Acceptance is key, to every destiny, discovery flattery any words that makes you feel jittery, accept that it is impossible do to the things you wanted.
Black and white are colors, but combined together they are colorless.