Nociception & Nonsensical Metaphors

61 desperation

I can't believe you did this.
Were you so enthralled by his kiss?

Have you thrown caution into the wind of passion?

You've throw yourself into a waterspout.
Destined to spend the rest of your life trying to make it out.

Wandering in the deep waters.
And now I'm glad you didn't take the hand I offered you.
Because I think you could have pulled me in too just long enough to drown me.

I hate that I care so much because you make it so hard.
How many people do you need to push away before you become too tired to swim on your own?

You're not alone and you never were.

Why can't you see what you're doing to everyone
when you don't come up for air?

As we gaze at the surface
tears blur out our concerned stares.