I long for those days
When we had something to treasure
Outside the sheets.

When we were in love
When "we are in love",
Were we actually?
Are we now?

Because
Even those kisses
And nights full of *******
Feel unrequited.

I ache
For your love
Not your lust,
which is all I've been seeing.

It was wrong to love you,
I knew that.
Sneaking and skulduggery.
A web of lies.
Lies that tripped me up,
Lies that I believed.

Now that I think back,
I know that you wove those webs.
But I liked being caught,
I liked playing your game.
I loved you.
I thought you loved me.

Put me on display,
Like I'm a work of Art in a museum.
I want criticism,
I want to know what to be,
so I can be good enough.

We used to fly,
We used to soar.
Our laughter danced across the sky
Our strong wings never faltered.
We never feared falling,
We knew we could trust our feathers.
But our wings are gone,
Our faith had been stolen,
They broke our trust with their lies
and they took away our freedom.
When we fell from the sky,
we were never the same

her, him, anyone who believes they're not, yet hasn't any idea!

Give me the profound
Not the dulled down
The sensual
Not the theological
The scientific
Not the spiritual
The real
Not the mythological

Quit depicting yourself as the artist when you should be the one on the canvas.