Wishful Thinking

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I'm ready to let you go.
Fly as freely and willfully as you desire,
Tour all the different yet similar horizons.

Your emptiness will one day fade,
And my high energy will one day be balanced.
We are distinct in every form, shape or mould.

Our hearts were never rightly intertwined;
Just loose strings of our pessimistic hearts ,
Trying defeatedly to fasten up and grasp on tight.

But that vice like grip in our clouded and hazed vision,
Was merely a faithless yet hopeless facade.
Our strings were never in intricate or complex knots.

Both were scared of loosing, Without knowing the beauty of experience .

Caution drove each string apart;
And fear lead each heart even further from reach,
While both distance and silence made it easier to let go.

...What it could have been,
I still lay lonely in my world and envision...
Each scene layed out flawlessly,
With wishful moments, which are untainted, serene and beautiful to visualise,
as it all unfolds.

Every feather like touch and brush of your warm skin against my cold and darker shade,
Ungodly and amazing to feel,
As though a forbidden high.

...Those sinful red hued lips,
Oh ,What I wouldn't do just for a lingering taste each moment we are apart.
Your discreet yet revealing lustful thoughts and warm loving stares.

All your...
But reality quickly sets all those yearned for moments ablaze.
And I dejectedly watch as  everything flares to nothingness.
It's as though those desires were never meant to make a home in my wandering mind.

We are elements,
I finally see.
Pure, fresh air and a blazing ,scarring fire.
You were always meant to spark a burning flame within my heart and my dark shackled soul.

But that is all you could fulfill.
Because the air I carry ,
Only blows along with freedom, a deep crave of true love and absolutely no pain.

And as concluded by the heavens,
You and I were never meant to be.

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I honestly don't know what to say about this one


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