09:28 PM

this was much longer than i intended and i’m sorry.

9:28 PM

you could pull a storm from my heart that would ravage the world and leave its lovers cold on the floor. you could pull a fire from my fingertips that would burn down the bridges built by all the promises nearly kept and then forgotten.

you could pull a poison from my breath that would sedate the world and leave the last fighting souls speechless in the absence of your chest, rising and falling in the magnificent quiet evening.

you could pull a final molecule of hope from my lips and waste it on something as meaningless as another stolen kiss in summer twilight.

you could pull and pull from me until you left me barren and spent, a hollow shell, an empty cavity i could never fill again in this lifetime, or so it seems. you could have, but you didn’t–and so i bear this peculiar look of pain mixed with hysterical bliss, a countenance laced with a strange grin and agonized eyes. a near-life look to my expression, my voice shaking and my mind permanently unfocused on anything but your brutal honesty. i’m simply not sure how to react to your words most recently uttered. you are not who i thought you were, and i don’t know what to do.

i tried to convey this baffling feeling in a way that was most true to my heart, but eloquence is not in my favor today. given circumstances i don’t wish to explain, i’m completely and utterly in a state of confusion. i have no plan for the future and that is a disheartening way to feel.