You shrug and its the worse.
Who truly stuck the knife in first

But,

"
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
"

Strange,

:Metamorphosis.
;When the caterpillar thought its life has ended, it turned into a butterfly.
:Free to flutter.
127

:Small chance.
;Small chance is still a chance. And life is too short to not take chances.
126

:Well I miss thinking about nothing while staring at you.






Past tense.

180/

for the devil,
the devil within me. you.
I.
take a lookandsee.


what have you done to yourself.
who are you now, my little devious angel.
not him.
the devilish smile of yours that once was permanent.
has now...

who are you now
not him.
lilith.
satan.

don't lie to yourself now.
i know you know.
speak your thoughts.
out loud.

in your head.

Clock in,
clocked out.

Places,

that we will go
wanted to go
thought of going.
will turn into places.
just places
that we should've gone.
I don't like that.
Let's make it places,
that we've been to.

White noise

"We were like strangers who knew each other very well"

Please,
if words cannot be used,
spoken.
Kiss.
Yes! A kiss, a kiss can be your question if you wonder.
Or the answer,
the answer I'm looking for.
The answer I'd love to hear,
or fear.
Either or,
kiss.

Once in a blue moon,

special will make his way to you.
Its your decision to whether accept his offer or let it slide.
Whether or not you will let him hang around or dismiss him early.
And if you let him stick around,
its also Special's choice to make...
if he wants to make the best out of that time.
If you know how to appreciate it.
And if so..
If so.
Sobeit,
And so we go on.

It all makes sense now,

“In a sense, I’m the one who ruined me: I did it myself.”

Haruki Murakami

Washed,

And all the negativity in me just disappeared.
Washed away.
Like the ocean.
Only this time,
it didn't come back.
It got lost.
In the sea.
All that matters.
All that I am left with
now
is anything but.

Iridescent,

Three, four,

Empty isn't the word
we use.
Not knowing is the line.
Because you do know,
we
you
me
who
made the choice to neglect
to know.
Burn, baby burn.
Ice it.
Completely, don't.
Don't love me like you can.
Love me like you would.
Not like anyone should.
There's no way you could love like should could.
S'too much.
Who could?
Why would.
One,
Two.

Under the water.
Dare you to burn.

Sight,

Sometimes the eye sees things more than it can actually view. There's more to things than what meets the eye. I wonder, how come? How come this, how come that? Why do you think you see that. You see good in them you see bad in them. What does that mean? What can you see. You only see what you think you see. It may be an imagination but what if it is real. What makes things real. The good and the bad. How are those real, how can you tell? The happy and the sad, what you see in their eyes. Is it really communicating something. Are they trying to send you a message? Or do you just think you see. That you can "tell".
How?

I rather be blind.

326am,

yesterday mixed with today.

comes around as a cycle.

unclear, foggy.

sunshine bright fuzz.

some minutes just go by easier than others.

Other seconds seem like hours passing on by.

tick.

.

.

tock.

ticktock.

side to side.

answer.

unravel itself.

slither.