Jan 2014
There she goes again.
Falling into those same habits.
Allowing him to fall into her because she wants to fall in love, even if it's just pretend. She allows him to fall in because it's been a while, months have passed, but the chemistry never ends. So she fills the night with those small moments that a person in love would cherish had they been sincere and everlasting. She writes poems from the little inspiration she gets just so she can live in the moment whenever she reads between the lines. It is not until the sunsets and rises that she realizes she's not meant to be in that bed. her muscles tighten as she forces herself to sleep, cautious to be silent and appear casual. Staring at the sleeping figure, feeling uninvited to cuddle him because the night has came and passed. She plots on how she can escape with the least amount of awkwardness or embarrassment. There she goes again. Living in the moment, falling until morning, mourning the night.
Falling into those same habits.
Allowing him to fall into her because she wants to fall in love, even if it's just pretend. She allows him to fall in because it's been a while, months have passed, but the chemistry never ends. So she fills the night with those small moments that a person in love would cherish had they been sincere and everlasting. She writes poems from the little inspiration she gets just so she can live in the moment whenever she reads between the lines. It is not until the sunsets and rises that she realizes she's not meant to be in that bed. her muscles tighten as she forces herself to sleep, cautious to be silent and appear casual. Staring at the sleeping figure, feeling uninvited to cuddle him because the night has came and passed. She plots on how she can escape with the least amount of awkwardness or embarrassment. There she goes again. Living in the moment, falling until morning, mourning the night.
