Wasted my time, I wastedminutes of my strength and emotional resourcesyearning and battling for something that may have not existed.
Could have I imagined it all? some kind of vivid auditory and visual hallucination on my part?
Some sort of pleasant self-induced psychedelic trip?!
cause I was pretty sure I had found it,
I was pretty sure I could win this, if I just persevered
blind conviction, silly little expectations a hopeless romantic has of not necessarily a happy ending, but at least a positive one,
for a change.
For a change, this could have been my turn to succeed…just for a change, I could be fought for.
But nope, things are as ordinary, and just as vacuum-like as before. Old habits die hard they say.
' Impulsive. Impatient. Radical.. '
A problem too difficult to be dealt with.
A Complication...no one needs or cares to have in their lives.
me.
30.04.2010 by M' Jayes
for people like us. either we feel nothing or everything.
ReplyDeleteAnd everything is too much, cuz the air, the air goes with it. it vanishes. it disappears.
So we gotta open the "guelras" or breathe by our pores. Find alternative ways of "being" because Love... love is suicidal.
And when the object of desire is too close. and absolutely out of reach.
All we can do is breathe alternatively, until the air comes back some other way.
that can mean.. forget about the part of ur body or your head that functions because of that person.
Ignore it totally.
Easier said then done, but i've been there. and its the worst shit.
But you gotta do it for ur own sake.
(L) **