so cold…
why do I feel something so strong, but it seems that when I confront it. It turns awry. It felt so cold. I felt like imploding when reality hits and I am left to deal with the truth.
Wake up! You’re still dreaming. It’s time to realize it’s all just a fantasy. There is in no way possible that it can become anymore than playwright in your mind.
It hurts. It rips me and feel like someone had dropped an anvil atop. My hopes uplift and then the floor is slipped off from my steadfast. and I come crashing down face flat into reality.
It’s fucked up. I just have to swallow it. There is and WILL NEVER BE US! It’s just unpotential.
Let me be to silence and face the abyss of truth alone. It’s just never meant.
…I wanted to touch him…he was so close…so so so close…damn close to my face and I retracted into an inkling…he leaned forward and I wanted to lean forward and follow with a soft kiss, but then he was trying to explain and we left together but he walked away so cold, so distant, so far away when I was only 2 feet behind.
I don’t get it. Well maybe cuz you’re just reading too hard. Let it go and focus.
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