
mind walks here
sábado, abril 23, 2011
you can't handle my bitterness. and i muster all my strength, my might and my endless love not to pour it on you like acid. because i growl and could smash loved posessions on the wall when i crave for your attention. for a day you'll spend with me without constantly checking your watch or your bleeping blackberry. how is it i became your nagging, jealous, demanding and overbearing wife? when did you transition into this clueless, airheaded shadow of a friend who's slowly driving me insane with a recently acquired short-term memory loss? it stings me deeper than i'd care to admit when you pile update on top of update of your wild nights when i cry alone out of pure despair for no longer having access to you. that real you who'd be my loyal sidekick, my solution to every problem, my coffee into the wee hours, my ever present film deconstructor. that best friend of mine. it's not a void you left, it's the loss of a vital limb. was i too comfortable to let this all happen? my siamese half, my broadband connection, my limitless source of life and laughter. i really didn't realise how much of me was actually you. i lie fatally wounded while searching my soul for a fake smile, because i still want to reassure you life goes on, because i don't want to spoil your moment, to weigh you down. but the pain, love, the solitude, the silence.... eat me away.
.: posted by Miss Mindwalk 02:37
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