a cradle of completion; my rubik's cube slowly becomes faded of colors, frayed of stickers, as a twisting time renders it subtle and scrambled, but unendingly unsolvable —my meaning left muddled on the palms of life
muddled on the palms of life —my meaning left unendingly unsolvable, subtle and scrambled, but as a twisting time renders it faded of colors, frayed of stickers, my rubik's cube slowly becomes a cradle of completion;
i do not want you to try to complete each missing part of me to make me perfect for you i want you to see me perfectly flawed lost pieces and all and still want to light up my darkest shadows enough to outshine each star in the sky.
Once in a lifetime, if you’re lucky You will stumble upon a human lacking all flaws To you at least, resembling an angel, as if fallen Only to be of service to your prayers, you have let go Of the weights that pulled you below your needs You see them, and the whole world disappears An invisible door open only to you, you follow The footprints they leave every step of the way Arms embracing your deepest wounds, sealing them With the notion of transferring your pain to them Storing every drop of your mind in theirs, merging theirs To the point where you have created a new mind of its own An access point only crossed by the door with keys solely to you both
I believe in destiny. Sure I may come off as anti love and non committal but give me the chance to back my statements up.
I’m anti loving someone when you as a human with a beautiful soul cannot see the lighter aspects of yourself. I’m anti loving another person when you can’t find love in yourself. It’s somewhat painful and distasteful to want to receive a perfectly beating heart and give back uncertainty because you can’t love yourself.
I’m non committal because I see it in you. Doubt, fear on what you could find to be true. You shadow these thoughts and let them take over you. You let the past of other people define what you see of me and treat me lesser than them. I’m non committal because your heart is in lust and your soul is charred and blown to dust.
I believe in destiny. I believe that in a world exists two or more of our soulmates. I believe each soulmate is for each specific moment and that a specific two are for a more permanent mark.
Your first soulmate shows and teaches you exactly what your soul has been crying and screaming for. Your second fulfills that underlying pressure the world has put on you about love. But your second may never come, Your first may never leave.
But stay believing in love that is yours and you will be okay.
Im anti love and non committal because if you search for these qualities But can never find them in yourself than that toxicity. That is inhaling the green and spreading it to the lungs of another.
Have you not seen the love that they are portray? All in it’s broken and incomplete manner. How can I be so trustful when love doesn’t reside within ourselves first?