Reconnecting broken ties, mending the misleading lies I spoke. I awoke to the harsh reality. My reckless mentality carved out the space you use to hold. It was my addiction to control, I wanted you. I had you in my view, my crosshairs closed in on your heartstrings, I could feel the rhythm of your being pressed against my isolation. Here in desolation I dream of what we were, a loving transfer of thought patterns and soft skin. To begin again. Another position in time and space. Mentally I trace the contours of your face with blinded intentions.
I'll always wait for you long after I push away. Moonlight come bend me and twist me once more. I miss your entirety. You need to leave.