Love is like shouting into an endless bottle filled with hatred
As you scream forever thinking of her with every passing moment because she left without a word and you needed a whole fucking dictionary to explain how much you loved her
She filled my mind with constant noise, every word, laugh, sound, story, beat she made , and breathe she took
But at the same time she stopped everything
Everything that didn't involve her of course
I couldn't stop thinking about her
She was all I thought about when I was supposed to find out how many times 18.63 went into 47936
And she is still all I think about no matter where I am or what I do
There was no way I could just let forever go even if it only lasted a couple of months
It was still forever
We had our own infinity
Loving her was like shouting into an endless bottle
But that bottle soon turned into a cave and I can no longer see
Because my bottle is a cave filled with hatred
But not for her
