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How many times have I been here, fighting over the same thing as before? As we lay there in middle of the room, broken glasses and thrown papers littered around us. Time is frozen for us, as we are simply trapped in this endless cycle of love and hate; of peace and war. And yet it's where I find myself most at peace, I feel comfortable and safe when we are like this, maybe because being here is so familiar, we’ve been here so many times that it feels almost like home at this point. Or maybe it's because during those moments, it truly feels you're there instead of wondering off in your own mind. Whatever the reason, I feel Safe.
To be truthful, I don’t know how much longer are we going to be this way, I don't think I can keep waiting days or weeks just to see you be you. To hear the soul in your voice, or to see the flame of passion in your eyes roar. You’ve been good to me, too good in fact. You brought me all the things I wanted from this world, you protected me in the face of danger. But you never treated me as a person, with the respect I deserved; as the lover I wanted to be. You couldn’t see me for what I was worth, the cold nights were made colder by your hollow touch. The mornings left alone while you left for the day, the nights eating alone. You say you work hard to provide for me, but I know what it is you really do. Don’t worry, I won't say anything, but I won’t condone nor condemn you for it.
Honestly, I’m disappointed we couldn’t work together, you seemed so, deep at first. Those deep eyes mystified me at first, they drew me in, and your soft hands enchanted me. I’ m sure you already know where i'm going with this, so I won't go on any longer. I’ve decided to go on with my life, to pursue my own dreams, to forget love for others and to simply love me.
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