She has tortured me in the sweetest way possible.
Both of us have lost a part of ourselves, and when we needed each other the most,
We were separated by ridiculous notions
(For what separated us from our loved ones was what brought us back to them).
She copes with her problems like a butterfly, fluttering her gorgeous wings against my heart only to tickle them with affection and appreciation, and flies away to do the same to someone else.
She only seeks me when she has no other shoulder to cry on,
Or another laugh to blend with hers,
And pleasures my soul with the temporary friendship of a kindred spirit.
And as she leaves from the comfort of my home and genuineness,
She trails off and leaves me again,
Wishing that the bond from our younger days wasn't broken by ridiculous notions.
I have been tortured mercilessly, and every time I see her and the other,
Who are inseparable,
My heart becomes pricked with jealousy.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep. I pray He helps me cope with this.
I pray He takes my inner lover for her as a bosom friend and leaves enough to just call her a sister in the church.
When I'm with her, I feel ignored and put aside, and further still when I'm not.
Her name means "friend," but no longer does she feel like my friend.
I'll cry her a river in secret, in hopes that one day it will reach her and she will come back.
Is this God's way of telling me I must turn to a new chapter in life?
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MEDIANOCHE/ SPAM BOOK
DiversosThis book is just full of life updates, funny stories, a few pictures here and there, tags, all that kinds stuff hehe. WARNING: SEVERE RANDOMNESS AHEAD. MAY CAUSE FATAL BRAIN DAMAGE.
