he told me that i was the galaxy and beyond; i was his love; and instead of honey, he told me this with poison dripping from his lips
she danced in my room in the moonlight; a small shy smile on her face; she hushed the word dear; she was gone before the flowers wilted
they didn’t see the ash on my lips; didn’t sense the smell of burning flesh; they told me i was their future; they couldn’t stand the way i burned myself for others
he whispered to me, from across the room, that i was something to behold and cherish; his voice was rain drops; but his hands were tainted and blackened
she looked at me as if i was a burning star; she believed her eyes couldn’t stand my ethereal beauty; but in reality i wasn’t a burning star, oh no, i was an imploding star, doomed to burn her to nothing
they pushed my hair back behind my ear; while staring into my eyes; believing that we would last until the death of the universe; but they were foolish and naive for soon i would bring their happiness to an end
he sat with me up on a hillside; begging for us to stay in this surreal life; with no worries; just each other; i was so in love i didn’t see his claws or his sly eyes
she confessed her love, which was her mistake from the beginning; her heart was big enough for the two of us; i was in awe by her abundance of love i didn’t see the recklessness of her soul
they picked flowers from the sidewalk; silently collecting them in my floral purse; it was fitting for the time; it was a sweet gesture filled with genuine love; i was so flustered by the act i didnt realize that we were not the same and we were destined to end
i regret loving him with my heart; i want to burn him to the ground; i hope to set fire to everything he loves; he was not my lover, he was my damnation
i regret letting her whisper tiny meaningless quotes into my ears; i want to escape from her sad eyes; i hope that her heart is not filled with love for me; she was not my lover, she was nothing but admiration
i regret giving them everything my heart had; i want to stop repeating im sorry because thats not going to do a damn thing; i hope that they see me as a monster and no longer a lover; they were a lover, but not mine.
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just wanted to let you know that I find this to be beautiful, and so sad. and I sincerely connect with everything here, on so many levels. thank you for sharing this. if only we could go back in time, to the point before it all started. because god knows, the love was real. it was just two different worlds, which didn’t know what they were to each other, and couldn’t figure it out without killing each other. it’s a sad story. i know it too well.
sending waves of healing for you and your wounds.