Time is heavy and light. Invisible and visible to the eye.
Relationships were made for time, as time came first marking the beginning of time.
How do we utilize our time? Is it well spent or have we imagined it all?
“That night was the last, a few moments before I knew.
Knew that I wanted to forget you.”
Feelings about a forgotten short timed lover.😘
Crying at night, wondering where my loved one is! (Hypothetical speaking)
Ducking in fear from my beloved’s, dagerous words stabing my heart. Tearing my emotions down word by word, throwing my past descesions at my face.
(Not to say that I would tolerate such abusive ways)
They say eagles are a sign of good luck but all I saw was a vulture!
Tink, tink; does that mean death?
Death to my old ways?
Death to a bitter soul?
Who am I that he would trust me this much?
Hold all his insecurities, push past his hateful ways!
Because no one’s perfect and we cant all slay the day.
I dont know, but loves been on my brain.
Upon my skin, starting with the palms of my hands. Praying to be cleansed, as I reach out and over my porch.