I have irrevocable hate for you. My touch, for
You was once rich with tenderness now your angelic voice, makes me think of all the lies you spewed so easily .
Your eyes once mended my heart
Now fills a desire unquestionable ..desire, desire desire now turned into despair despair despair despite how such romantic light could’ve grown
It’s eerily dark and cold .
In a word. does the real thing ,
real love know no justice.
Can this deep desire
so enormous, expansive,
So cannibalistic,
all consuming die at
a turn with bloody words?
Should love reach to the point of destruction? I say Yes
I wanted you so much that it nearly
Killed me—do you understand?
I wanted us so much so
i ate my own heart.
