i didn’t want a war.
i want more peace. the more i press for peace, my love song became sirens.
lullabies unheard, your voice was lost to me when the sun set, when i longed for your words most.
your love met me from far away
i wanted you close, a longing for myself
maybe i had to meet you
to meet myself.
to lose you
to find myself.
i found myself
lost in you
and now you’re lost from me
i manifest you, in a fortifying torment
a vacant pleasure,
longing for the absence of your touch
i’ve known love with bars so well
that i believed they were needed
for love to be there
i’m sorry. a million ways beyond my own faults.
things were prettier with a poetic distance.
ugly was found between us
a defensive fear,
insecurities lingering near,
attacking in opposition to preempt a fight..then mask with the guise of maturity.
this is a man’s game, right?