Habits and contradictions

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I've lost my ability, i can no longer paint in black and white.

Sometimes i wonder if I truly found peace, i wonder if i'm no longer drowning.

I wonder if the love you show is intended for me, i wonder if there's someone else, someone better than me.

I wonder if i still love you like i did back then, do i still consider you mine after all these years, do i still consider you.

I wonder if we would've been good for each other, would we somehow find a way to handle each other.

To be honest i'm over you, i loved you too intensely, too deeply and you spat on my face, you crushed me.

You will always be my first love, my soul mate, but I've mourned your death, i've erased the pieces of you left inside me.

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