Jan 2013
I thought I kissed you and tasted a shooting star. Later on by the fire of the sunset, I watched as you burnt out against the mark of the sun. You left a mark in the grass between the car and its tyres. You reminded me of a shadow. I touched you and cut myself on your edges. Rusted by the fight between freedom and pain. Losing your way. Oh what a day. Oh what a week, a lifetime of me and you, between the tides of the sea. Breakdown on the way across the sky. Do or die? Do I die? Patience with this game was over a long ago. My attention span is only due to my lack of self control. Controlled I was by the beauty of you.
A coffee break is all you are to me. I never drink caffeine so think
yourself...lucky I made the risk. I never planned to jump into the room. I never meant to make you crash and BOOM. Curiously, curiously and curiosity killed the kitty cat. Black as a bat, I can't hear the fear in the night; I do NOT understand your fight. I wear my hat to the side because I like the way it looks. Beside my bed is a pile of adventure stories in antique books. You aint an adventure to me. I am bored by your ****, your *** is nothing compared to size of your mouth, that kisses as tho you were being filmed. That talks to me as tho I understand **** and look like it. No. Thank. You. I am gone, I am done, movin up, moving on.
I would marry him by the time I was 35 if I was still single and renting this rollercoaster ride. I will forget you stood by my side within a week or two. I will laugh tho at the times you though you knew me and really I was just bored. Of you. Name your price, make me feel I am worth your time. Blow my frikkin mind, you don't have to be cruel to be kind. I am not a monopoly game, do I look like Miss ******* Scarlett? Don't try to make me see what you can. My eyesight is blind sided to thoughts of you and all I wanted to do to you. And I did. Your loss, some other girls gain. Someone else to call my name. Shallow you may think – oh no – this my dear is all a show.
My scar still bleeds from you. A tetanus jab was not required at this time. I am never wrong, I am sometimes right. I like to jump on my bed and dance to music in the mornings. I looked at you, sometimes, long ago, thought I could see your sunrise. You were already burnt out. I don't believe in creating miracles. We could talk all day about you, and I would know nothing. Good morning you. Watch as I walk away, into the crowd. I'll forget what you tasted like but I won't forget I tasted you once.
A coffee break is all you are to me. I never drink caffeine so think
yourself...lucky I made the risk. I never planned to jump into the room. I never meant to make you crash and BOOM. Curiously, curiously and curiosity killed the kitty cat. Black as a bat, I can't hear the fear in the night; I do NOT understand your fight. I wear my hat to the side because I like the way it looks. Beside my bed is a pile of adventure stories in antique books. You aint an adventure to me. I am bored by your ****, your *** is nothing compared to size of your mouth, that kisses as tho you were being filmed. That talks to me as tho I understand **** and look like it. No. Thank. You. I am gone, I am done, movin up, moving on.
I would marry him by the time I was 35 if I was still single and renting this rollercoaster ride. I will forget you stood by my side within a week or two. I will laugh tho at the times you though you knew me and really I was just bored. Of you. Name your price, make me feel I am worth your time. Blow my frikkin mind, you don't have to be cruel to be kind. I am not a monopoly game, do I look like Miss ******* Scarlett? Don't try to make me see what you can. My eyesight is blind sided to thoughts of you and all I wanted to do to you. And I did. Your loss, some other girls gain. Someone else to call my name. Shallow you may think – oh no – this my dear is all a show.
My scar still bleeds from you. A tetanus jab was not required at this time. I am never wrong, I am sometimes right. I like to jump on my bed and dance to music in the mornings. I looked at you, sometimes, long ago, thought I could see your sunrise. You were already burnt out. I don't believe in creating miracles. We could talk all day about you, and I would know nothing. Good morning you. Watch as I walk away, into the crowd. I'll forget what you tasted like but I won't forget I tasted you once.
