We spent two long years apart I’ve dreamed every night of you coming back I’ve cried myself to sleep listening to paramore’s “ all I wanted was you” for two years The night we broke up I left you a voicemail calling you a coward I said I hated you Even though I didn’t mean it You blocked my number You shattered my heart I drove to your house I screamed at you and you turned your back I pushed you too hard You pushed back I threw your call sign at you and your ship tag Told you I never wanted to think about you ever again I just wanted you to admit it I wanted you to tell me how you felt Then we didn’t speak for one year When you unblocked my number I noticed you called me I texted you You didn’t reply That broke my heart once again Another year passed You finally texted me back It was Christmas A very intoxicated me answered “You came back! I never stopped loving you” You liked what I texted you Then you noticed my intoxicative state You called me and we talked for hours It was like we never said goodbye to each other You told me for two years every time you heard “under your scars” you thought of me You missed me like I missed you every single day In just three months my dreams came true Now I get to wake up next to you I can listen to love songs once more I can retire paramore’s song I’m inspired once more You’re my muse You’re my everything I love you
Once an age in the land of oblivion On the lap of time dwells everybeing Such today and no tomorrow Eras,regimes,generations and tenures Comes and flew
A supernatural sentforth a great valour To save the puzzle of 'time' But after so much toil The great valour becomes a old gallant And at the verge of death Where, no where but his home a necropolis will be.
He gave an inked leafy scroll to a young lad To yield to the supernatural who claim unscathed or aged But will be after centuries.
Rather the parchment reads;
"Time is not thine neither mine The little thing in it space line Turns fate around so fine Even a feather to a cone pine
It waiteth not And can never fall shot With its little finger so short Great things come forth
It permiteth not excuse And doesn't care why you're confused Yes it does produce your muse If you don't with it make a fuse
Misusing time in a slight, Lost the trip which needed a flight Or rather gone chance to a greater height After all the work and plight.
Why are you so cool? How do you do all those things? So elegant yet strong. So simple but you stand out so much. So gentle and kind. Just another human being, Yet so unique on its own. I want to grow up to be like you. A wonder woman like you.
"don't come inside" usually, in fact, almost always I would pull out with a split second to spare and ******* all over her turning her navel in to some sort of overflow ***-gutter proceed to roll over panting like an old dog in the sun roll a cigarette whilst she wipes us both down with some nearby toilet roll and suggest we watch something on her laptop this time was different though I pulled out and she lays there and starts tugging me off entirely unnecessarily as though both of our lives depended on it and I'm glad she did I started spraying hot **** everywhere and I think to myself "I'm painting the ******* walls!" it was nothing short of sensational