It was merely a second
that came and quickly went
where I felt quite hesitant
about what our future meant;
Then it turned into a minute
that seemed to persist and linger,
suddenly 'us' didn't seem infinite –
nights prolonged and days grew shorter.
Now it is more than an hour per day
where I let my thoughts grow dark
until our relationship seems to decay
and I lose sight of why I gave you my heart.
Contemplating our possible future departure
has caused me to single-handedly dismantle
a wrinkled, yet vibrant, relationship (now fractured).
all this overthinking cause me to mishandle
the entire situation completely.
I'm always bitter and cold-hearted
when we spend time together lately,
because I fear the day we'll be parted.
Our wrinkles won't destroy what we have,
I will if I walk down this crooked path further.
this love of ours might drive me slightly mad,
but I need to trust in it to ensure our forever.
A moment of hesitation is all it takes
to fuck everything up that is destined.
losing you to this will be my biggest mistake.
my love for you, above all, must never be forgotten...
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A Series Of Events
PoetryI've found that I am most comfortable in discomfort and chaos, as opposed to serenity and happiness; probably because this broken part of me is all I've ever known. love, turmoil, desperation, infatuation, betrayal, death. these poems will contain...
