Sole Property of Nicolaus Robert Lubienski:
Read At Your Own Risk
I write my feelings into this like I view the world. Passionate and conflicted. It's who I am, who I wish to be. I want my lover by my side, like in every episode, every entry, every little story I ink onto the white pages, empty like my mind waiting for memories. Waiting for my lover to paint me as she likes, with the colours of her skin, her lips, her smile, her eyes.
This is me at my weakest. Me in the darkest of my hours, unable to close my eyes and lift myself into oblivion. Me dreaming up endless possibilities to share with my Lydia. Me dotting every page with her presence, in the time the world is still, in a slumber, unaware of my deep turmoil. Me when the world is quiet, letting me listen to its tender tune as I sit by my window sill and sink the ball of my pen into the pages of this journal.
Read with me if you will, as I bleed my mind onto the pages...
~Nico
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