Chapter 2
That’s such a lame move in the midst of my agony to be seduced by passion and ability of grandness
He shares with me this boring possible unknown future
And I was totally unprepared
Suddenly forced to delve in the mask of faraway tomorrow when I’m thinking of the intense now and other beautiful things
He just goes right ahead and pisses me off
Here I am asking him something
Well hoping he understands the letters between my lines
And he totally gives me something else
So he totally doesn’t understand anything Ive been saying, craving or doing
Am super mad
Because am super sad
At the emotional explosion
Like the face of someone I don’t know
Yet I have to know
But why?
What’s his trail of thought here?
Why didn’t he send me flowers or a poem or his sexy voice
Why this?
Ugh
Am barely in control of my own dreams and now hes just concentrated my pain
Stolen my thought processes
Figuratively
Am not mad at the image
Am mad because he clearly doesn’t understand me
And I dont care how complicated it is
He should be able to understand
That the last thing I want
Is
lack of richness
Is
lack of richness
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