You only show me love
when you really fuck things up
You only show your pain
when you pierce my tender heart
You only turn around
when I hide inside of my cave
Then and only then
do you remember
the promises you made...
When you need more space
I give you oceans to roam
and when you crave new company
I watch you leave our home
My lips can't break the distance
to whisper into your ear
reminding you of who we are;
to bring you right back here
Atonement is short lived...
flooded by midnight tears
Miss,
ReplyDeletePlease pardon my intrusion. I wish only to tell you that your dark prose has captured me. Your adjectival steps, your prompts of explanation your cumulative syntax to create suspense has not gone unnoticed. I too appreciate recurring themed works. It truly reveals the secret corners of our heart and further proves the heart indeed is a lonley hunter.
Regards
I cant help to feel this was written for someone unspoken...
ReplyDeleteI love this one, Ali...
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