it began like any cliché film,
a girl with degenerating neurons,
a boy trying to stay a float in his sorrows.
two worlds drunkenly collide.
emotions, memories, thoughts spill over.
you remember?
no. your sickness robbed you of these pure moments.
it took what may have been the beginning of what you've been searching for.
a kiss. a touch. pleasurable asphyxiation.
blurred night of raw feelings.
is this what remains?
an empty love.
the sickness stole it.
a night forgotten but emotions remembered.
Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 12:18 PM UTC
it began like any cliché film,
a girl with degenerating neurons,
a boy trying to stay a float in his sorrows.
two worlds drunkenly collide.
emotions, memories, thoughts spill over.
you remember?
no. your sickness robbed you of these pure moments.
it took what may have been the beginning of what you've been searching for.
a kiss. a touch. pleasurable asphyxiation.
blurred night of raw feelings.
is this what remains?
an empty love.
the sickness stole it.
a night forgotten but emotions remembered.
