All I ever wanted you to do was feel this feeling. Be this way. Exhale the sky.
All you ever did was feel different. Be away. Wash your hands with air.
All I love is a feeling. I still feel this way. I cannot breathe.
I still forget there's air out there.
I still forget how white hot everything was.
I still forget myself.
There's nothing wrong with this.
There's nothing true about this.
There's nothing.
You were once everything I felt.
You were once everything.
You were, once.
And if love moves like air, then teach me how to dig my nails into the palm of my hand so I can remember what you once felt like.
I absolutely adore you.
ReplyDeletePast you.
Present you.
Future you.
All of you.
<3
"If love moves like air, then teach me how to dig my nails into the palm of my hand so I can remember what you once felt like." Wow, this is amazing, I was losing my breath through out the whole thing and that made me lose it completely.
ReplyDeleteIt feels like... wow...
ReplyDeleteGoodness your words are perfection! Can we please be friends?
ReplyDeleteI can't stand on the ground the way you'd like me to. I need to fly, feel the wind at my heels.
ReplyDeleteI forgot that I feel things more than you.
I forgot that you saw that as a weakness.
I forgot that you could feel things with intensity too, when you trust me.
There's nothing wrong with this, except if it hurts you.
There's nothing true about this, except if you feel this feeling now that I don't.
I don't feel you anymore, even when you're tearing at my soul. Don't pierce me like you used to, it won't save you.
Amazing. I do love the way you write.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Nice.
ReplyDeleteCheers
Randeep
you were everything. once. all that remains is half a soul.
ReplyDeleteI'm fighting forgetting. It's sad when memories we cling to die a slow and painful death. I'm afraid to forget that feeling I got when I stared into his eyes.
ReplyDeletethis is beyond beautiful.
ReplyDeleteyou are amazing.
You always wanted what you couldn’t have ...
ReplyDeleteWhen I was there it was gravity that was calling upon you until I couldn’t stand it anymore and left.
You said you never witnessed a sacrifice...
I sacrificed my heart to leave you thad day,
I sacrificed myself…
Because I couldn’t lose you and wanted to keep you only for myself.
So when I walked out it was cold
Perhaps
For you
But I was in flames and to explode pretty soon to consume us both…
And wanted to keep you,
And wanted to miss you knowing you’re missing me,
So I took to the air and left you pick up on your thoughts and lick on your wounds,
Hoping you’ll be there screening the sky for my feathers,
Knowing time will come you’ll want to join me…
Only I won’t let you.
Love is so much sweeter when you feel like begging,
Yet you know you can’t,
So you’ll come and rob me taking all I got!
You'll keep my soul imprisoned in your heart.
My mind is so positively fucked right now.
ReplyDeleteI feel you with every breath I take...
ReplyDeleteI Love You,
Broken
Love the Last Line.
ReplyDeleteKunal
Love is in air.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.
Simple and direct !
Thank you for the "you" that you once shared.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful imagery in these words.
ReplyDeletemy god can i relate to this.
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Once....
ReplyDeleteYou are in love with nothing more than a feeling and there is more than feeling involved when speaking of true love. Love is hypocritical. Some speak of free will. Love moves like carbon monoxide. Love suffocates you. Exhale. Me.
ReplyDeleteSo true...
ReplyDeleteyour writing is beautiful!! thank you for sharing it
ReplyDeleteCelebrity Bob Mosley pulled a gun on me tonight right in front of my house and its all on video. This is the third time I have been to the cops. They asked me how this all started. I told them Suze Curtis.
ReplyDeleteThe whole love thing was just to find the links. I think we have the links now.
ReplyDeletei love.
ReplyDeletei love.
ReplyDeleteAnd if love moves like air, then teach me how to dig my nails into the palm of my hand so I can remember what I once felt like. The one thing that was true, my own certainty about myself - you syphoned with lies, manipulation; cowardice. For you, this was never about love, was it? Thank you for disabusing me.
ReplyDeleteSo, so beautiful. I really love reading these posts, even if I do not always comment. So lovely, and often breathtakingly true.
ReplyDeleteLike lost love letters read in the rain. Witty and scenary writer you are . . . ;-)
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Love is not a game.. why pretend you are in control.. poems are to be read not to be practiced.. we are not meant to be crying in our hearts our whole life. Just start over either the same or different person.
ReplyDeleteyou were, once.
ReplyDeleteThe new facebook update makes me sad. I don't want to read all the messages I send to my best friend about how amazing you were and how cowardly I couldn't say more than ok.
I'm a content single. Someone told my I would always be single even at our Highschool reunion. Guys like that, I reject them all. He has a bloody point you know.
Keep breathing. The least you can do for us.
awesomeness.
ReplyDeleteIt's a relief to let go of control. I'm a great bit out of my head about you.
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