She says don't let go. Rain pours over her face concealing tears she say, I have no sympathy, tears of wah I say..of self pleasing fulfillment.. Of hunger pains maybe.. I feel no pity I care less and less. The agony of .. Or the pursuit of the unobtainable.. She longs for the things that consume her.. Is it honest and true ? I have no opinion I take not her words as truth. Juss simple poems with no heart no meaning she says feed me.
She says tell me sumthin.. Use me to I have no more to give?.. Or is it sum meaning to wah she is craving could love me? Realy . Love me.. She says I long for this and that wen itell her all the time. Say the word. Does she ? Nope. . I know nothing of her .
I kno not her thoughts her feelings her life. Nothing all ikno is her poetry. Nothing more I have nothing writing in my journal I give her my soul she give me empty words.. Funny. It doesn't bother me I juss care less and less lose hope and more hope.. She is dying to me.
Can she revive my cares. My concerns .. I do love her honestly I do buh I can love from a distance if I must one moment I feel as she.. Top im on then top im off same way with her hunger one min she needs next min she full. Does she want to kno I or my art.. I put forth effort to paint a painting . For her. Is she interested in th painting or the the artist I find it hard to see .. My vision is blurred. I love her with a real love. I love her with a real love.
Im embedded to her and my promises still stand. ..buh I wonder is she deeper than wah I see cus I see empty shell.
I see mask hiding wah matters not willing to deal wit afraid o f attachment. She gives juss few soul rising words I barely see life... I barely seee much .. I love yu sweetheart I do
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