She likes him.
They cuddle.
He likes me.
He's in agony.
I like another him,
Who likes me in return.
He touched my feet,
Ever so soft caress.
I dissolved into light and dark
To be awoken by the shaking of heart break.
He asked her for space
But in the moment of meaningless
She reaches out a pinky
Clasps his
He shakes, eyes wide
Repeats
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."
Holds back nails
Which are hungry for flesh
- holds back
Flesh
Hungry for detachment
Sharp pain
Removal of self
"I feel stuck"
Trapped between sorrow
And a desire for comfort
And a desperately needed boundary
- so her heart isn't dragged along too.
But she reaches out and holds on.
And he holds onto me
In minds eye
And I grip another's hand firmly
And he squeezes mine back.
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 2:19 AM UTC
She likes him.
They cuddle.
He likes me.
He's in agony.
I like another him,
Who likes me in return.
He touched my feet,
Ever so soft caress.
I dissolved into light and dark
To be awoken by the shaking of heart break.
He asked her for space
But in the moment of meaningless
She reaches out a pinky
Clasps his
He shakes, eyes wide
Repeats
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."
Holds back nails
Which are hungry for flesh
- holds back
Flesh
Hungry for detachment
Sharp pain
Removal of self
"I feel stuck"
Trapped between sorrow
And a desire for comfort
And a desperately needed boundary
- so her heart isn't dragged along too.
But she reaches out and holds on.
And he holds onto me
In minds eye
And I grip another's hand firmly
And he squeezes mine back.