Bright and dark
Our life together
A flickering reel of images.
A cacophony of weepy pop
Snippets of chorus.
You, hands pressed on either side
Of my face
staring, marveling at my beauty.
...we belong, we belong, we belong together.
Me, crying in bed
longing to have you look at me, to let me touch you.
...now your just somebody that I used to know.
You, grabbing me from behind
pressing in hip to hip, curved perfectly together.
...I love the way you love me.
Me, writing a angst ridden poem
late at night to silence my mind.
...I can't make you love me, if you don't.
Us,
...the world's greatest lovers, have turned into strangers.
About Me
- glindathegood
- I am at a crossroads in my life. Exploring new paths and new opportunities. Looking for the illusive "it" in my life, but enjoying the journey with it's many obsticals as well as it's side attractions.
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