We are loudly crashing waves, screaming at each other to go away.
Pushing, screaming, begging, PLEADING for each other to go away.We keep fighting to let go and get over one another, why couldn't we have put this much effort into our love?
We have more hate and regret in our hearts than love anymore, pushing at each other to never come back, saying words we'll never mean just to tear one another down so we'll never come back.
But here we are. We just keep coming back as if the flames around us are silent and the room isn't blacking out when we are standing here in the middle of it all.
Our words don't make sense anymore and we're both trying to appease to versions of us that doesn't exist anymore.
We keep trying to push together something that isn't here, the connection, the heat, the passion, the love, thats real. But our frustrations and pain are too loud, too unspoken about, that when we try we can only hate one another.
Why couldn't we have just talked about all of this and moved on? I don't think its in the cards for us personally. I want us, I want to work on it, but I don't think you want to. And I am tired.
I'm giving up and letting the walls tear down. I'm letting this makeshift house we've built fall.
And if you ever talk to me again.. I'll be honest. Because I love this, I love us, I love you, but you? You aren't you anymore. I don't know who you are. And you don't know me anymore.
Learn. And change.

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Sparks in the Dark
Короткий рассказJust short stories and poems and vent writings I make