Spewed out were my wholesome words full of
meaning and frantic need.

Once released to the universe, they were empty.

And the purposeful conversation became insignificant,
receiving no reassurance.

I've been broken and fallen to prices,
I've tried so hard,
Tried to make it work,
Get you to love me,
Been the sweetest most romantic guy,
I've delt with your problems and imperfections,
But you break me and I've had enough,
Enough of you and your ****,
You will never be mine and have ignored me one too many times,
My feelings have fallen back to numb and you're the one that made them emerge,
So I'm over it all and back to the way before we met,
Before you crushed me,
Not feeling, no want,
Nothing but anger that I controll with ease,
You won't break me again but I may you,
Because when you come back,
Wanting me,
Wanting my protection,
Wanting me to make you feel happy,
I'm gone and out of your reach,
You will never know how much you missed.

What we want the most
Is now far beyond our grasp
How can we reach it

My days seemed to come in pairs
they were so long they felt like separate entities
I couldn't feel their wear
so I didn't know to search for remedies

We ate canned food off crystal plates
and that fine china must have weighed more
than the burdens locked in our fates

I remember peeling the gray from around your eyes
like a second skin and it was time to fall off
but still hanging by a thread
crispy and cracked

and I could feel the miles in our bed
even when every way I reached
my fingertips always seemed to find you

I was only happy when I was far away
and only comfortable to come home
So I slept on the side you always lay
and I pushed you away and I wanted you to stay

reaching for you
is like reaching
for the back of my palm
with fingers
of the same hand...
i just can't
you are so close
close to my heart
yet so hard to reach
so frustratingly far...
your honey sweet words
never desist me
but you are distant away
still i wish you'd stay
the world separates us
you barely know me
but you know me
more than anyone i've told
though you know nothing
about me since
i've told you no more
but you know me so much more
this feeling is bitter
this feeling is...
our profane love