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I woke up this morning every has changed, the feeling I had for you had gone down the drain. You were no longer the blood pumping throughout my veins. You no longer have the power to drive me insane. You can no longer can create hurricanes.

I don't crave your presence or the taste of your lips. I forgotten all the dreams I had such as having your kids.

I started to forget everything about you, the way you laughed, your funny expressions and my first impression.

You were slowly fading from my memory, you became unwanted part of a story and a blemish on my masterpiece.

I realized I shouldn't have gave you power over my future while you so swiftly abuse it in the past. And one day I'll be gone, living life without a single blemish from the stains you left behind.





Perfect Duality

Everything about you would go down the drain,

you were the air I happily injected into my veins.

I turned into another shape which I thought was better

Thinking it would be easier for you to hold me tighter

You made the planets collide, the stars align

So gracefully, I wanted to call you mine

You were the waves in the ocean, I was the beach. Every time you came I would be corroded or leeched. When you go, you'll always leave behind debris. Beautiful and majestic like filigree.

Your love was different, it was like skipping stones by the river. Slowly, yet surely: never failing to deliver.

Being with you felt beautiful like the monsoons, your skin was fair like the moon. Your eyes were the blue skies during the mid of June. You were on fire, burning like the sun at the height of noon.

We were like colliding stars, drifting towards singularity. Your soul was filled with ambiguity yet you had so much clarity. I was hooked instantly, there was no remedy.

Our love was made for movie screens, next to Marilyn Monroe and even James Dean. Similar to them it was only just a dream. The future is never like what it seemed.





December 15'

She has the most ridiculous expressions, exceeding your wildest expectations. She inspired all this inspirations, bringing my mind to a vacation. There were no frustrations, no ramifications. She talks with such delicate exaggerations, hilarious cartoon impressions. Enhancing her perfection like Christmas decorations.

The way she dares you to punch her, would certainly crack you up for sure. She never seem to be in fear that I could actually do it for real. This sweet and naive girl, you'll never get enough of her, she felt so far yet so near.

She was so different compared to everything I've ever seen, although she was kind of mean. I wasn't actually clean, she was like a dream, we were like a team. The way she eats so unique and obscene, sometimes I think she doesn't care about her hygiene. Leaving bottles with her was my scheme, sometimes she would just drink it fast to spoil my routine. I don't have a clue how she makes my heart pound like a trampoline, or how she builds it up to such adrenaline.

She likes to say I'm crude, sometimes she says I'm rude. She was lewd, acting like she's prude. She has this intriguing attitude, see how it goes or see her mood. I just want to see her nude.

In my stomach I get this butterflies, at times I feel paralyzed. She's so beautiful nothing like you could ever visualize, she was spontaneous not something you could memorize. Everything was so perfect and nice, I was completely stoned in paradise.





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