Your mind has mistaken him for oxygen and you can't stop the love flowing through your veins, you can't stop your blood...it begs "feel me, accept me, don't deny me," but you don't feel, you don't accept and you deny, because denial is comfort food for fervidly enamored souls...You eat this denial, drink a mug of solitude, only to be reminded of how much
your heart still thinks about him...not directly even...it is so sneaky, it is like a stubborn child...Your heart never obeys your instructions "stop loving him, stop loving him, stop stop stop - cease."
Your heart never ceases to love him,
and it's in those moments that
you wish it didn't beat.- Crimsyy♡
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Ramblings Of A Storm
PoetryI am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself. Crimsyy Copyright 2016 #1