EVEN thêm anime

Days, weeks, months and years
I’m still missing you, but I’ve stopped shedding tears
I’m passed the stage, where crying could ease my pain
I know bạn can’t come back, but your memory remains

So, take your hands out of my chest
‘Cause they’re doing their very best
To ruin me

And it’s a heartbreaking feeling
And I can’t stop reeling
This time I won’t make it out alive
And it’s like you’re still with me
But you’re never really
This time they can bury me alive

Getting up, getting to work
Going through the motions, like I’m fucking numb
Pretend I’m fine, but if bạn could read my mind...

so, here are a couple thêm old poems i dug up and decided to post. the first is one that came out of a period of intense creativity (ah if only i had the time nowadays). the một giây was a creative nghề viết văn assignment that i never got around to finishing, so i apologize if the end is a bit abrupt. once again, any feedback is greatly appreciated :).

stargazing

i dream in broad daylight
of an old front porch swing
where i sit cradling my guitar
singing bạn a song
while your paintbrush splashes sunbeams
across my upturned face

paint drips
in cầu vồng rivulets
down your sun-kissed skin
your eyes are filled with...

My relationship with bạn resembles a chess game with two players, I can never predict what bạn will do and should never get Mất tích in distraction. Something about the game of chess is bạn must pick your own strategy and not allow your opponent to distract you. bạn should never make a di chuyển based on predictions, based on what di chuyển bạn opponent will make, otherwise in the end when bạn must revert to your own strategy bạn will be trapped.

I cannot read your mind. I cannot help but wonder what di chuyển bạn will make...what is your strategy? Are your emotions genuine? hoặc are they based on how pretty my...