why did it hurt so much when you pulled away tonight. as if my touh was hurting you.
are you bruised
i kiss you gently, i tuck you in trying to love the pain away.
may be u can be good enough this time
please giive me a chance. im brave this moment
i finally worked up the courage to open to you
hold on let me prove it. ill sit here a while
ill wait
ill give you a moment like you gave me time and time again
this time ill wait. ill corress you
but you still wish me to go.
why does it hurt so mudh?
its not as if were in love
and yet i care enough to light a cigarette
and let music and words fall into a page
everything i wiah i could say
but i dont know what to say
all i know is that hurts, why?
why all the sudden are you pulling away?
what did i do? how can i fix it?
you're dear to me, my friend
this is exactly what i was afraid of
oh no! I did it again!
i fucked up something good bedcause thats what im good at...
and right as im starting to fall apart, my breathing starting to get out of hand
too heavy too fast and not enough air. im fighting back tears so i close my eyes
my hands shacking
i feel you. vibratios on the ground as you cross the floor
please dont see me like this
please face dont give me away
i feel the door open as it fires up the the wall and my back where the cold tone meats me cold sweats
i breathe and open my eyes
youre right there
ever so handsome. it hurts...i want to be close to you.
youre looking at m...and even though you pulled away
i smile because im just glad that now youre in front of me
and you want to smoke with me.....me...?
please dont ask me....and please ask me
say yes aya.....say yes...aya say something
oh yeah, come out here...yeah ....yeah i wanna smoke..you want to with me..?
a glimmer of hope. may be you see that i was just finally brave
that i was about to dare to dare to live and instead
you're just being good heated man. curtisy.
Chivalrous as ever so
thank you my good sir. for at least not making it harder
and i begin to shake some more. grateful evermore that im sitting on the floor typing
to cover up the fact that my legs cant keep me up
and my soul feels torn
watching you move with her
what happened while i was gone for just a second
i told you i was coming back for you
i was coming for you
i needed a moment to handle some business
to talk myself to finally letting myself be happy
take a risk a chance or something.
what happened while i was gone
why are you pulling away
why does it hurt
why do i care
why am i here and you over there
when you told me youre coming out here
why
why you
why this
why now
why are you pulling away and why did i choose this moment to decide to show courage
why did i try again
why did i think i could come as myself
why
did i ever let myself
why did i think coming completelty myself would this time
be enough
haha silly woman
why
did you not learn your lesson every other time
sniff sniff
im getting up now
why?
i dont know but i gotta go....
I am humbled.
Your poem is amazing and very fine. While reading, it off-and-on became a song in my mind; and my heartbeat even grew more passionate. Your poem demonstrates a mastery of imaginative nature and language. Your words flow like a river of pure roseblood. You've achieved such a perfect drama of conscious behavior. "i feel you. vibratios on the ground as you cross the floor" is pleasant and enchanting. Also, I would be happy to smoke with you.
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not