Found each other again

An unfinished one, merged with the soul of another one.

I knew there was a connection. Ever since I saw her 4 years ago. Sexy and walking in my direction. That tight restaurant uniform ain’t fair for a world that wants to comform.

I want to rip you apart, kiss you to pieces and hear that rrrroaring, moaning, floating sound when you’re with me. When you kiss and touch, hug, maybe even love me.

I miss this, this we never had. This that feels like centuries, I fucked because I didn’t look hard.

Anyway, It was a lovely evening, and you looked stunning with your giggling composure. Perfect for a sky that was cloudy with the moon peeking it’s light on our skin. Pale and glistening glittery eyes look deep into mine and smile. laugh life away, flash your hair as I beg you to stay. I’ll never forget, that kiss, that touch we now left behind, looking forward, you were never mine.

Update a month later

I’m so ridiculous. A sad hopeless romantic. All in my head, full of dread and I know why. I’m not brave enough, my demons haunt me and pull me down, suck me earth my head isn’t worthy of being overground.

Why…why would you want to be with me? My mind is plagued with shame, shortcomings and fear of having me to blame. Insane characteristics, built in heuristics fired up in my soul. I stare at my bowl, tasty food, presumptuous good, neglecting my own need to eat. Sadness is a feat in my breakfast.

Feast prepared without a kick.

Life quickly turns bleak.