My rule of thumb: be honest - even if you lose them. Because truth has a funny of always coming out. 

Unlike you, I rather be hatedfor who I really am in your perception than entertained with your presence and be a complete fake & that's something nobody can take away for me. 

In other words, fuck you. 

no light

I'm having a hard time bringing back my passion. I use to find thrill in diversity. Love to me, wasn't measured on the amount of fulfillment a man could bring. Again, I've lost my way. 

But if there's anything to keep in mind is that your escape to never land has envoked speed within my blood flow that will allow me to acquire. Rest assure that I feel the girl in me finding direction to penetrate passion and vitality through the imperfect follicles that allow my skin to breath. 

WHY .. 

Can we be as drastic, as in love , 

Why can't my heart cater to .. THIS love I want to devour 

All I know

I believe in passion. I believe in a love so deep that it can make you feel your core. It leaves signature , claim of territory. Passion that calls my name, yearns me like my favorite lullaby. 

This could really end up being a good life. You're just that one thing that I miss.

Spring showers .

If I ever made you think it was going to be alright for me to see you walk away; I take back every word or expression. I just want you to understand that being me without you is torture. The purpose I felt being stable in your existence is a taste I so badly yearn for. There's nobody like you. Absolutely anybody with that much light inside. And though I know my worth stands tall today and my stomach turns inside of me as I think of the four letter that make you, the chromosomes that have combined so beautifully to create you, the way you'd laugh- how it would without a doubt take the air from my lungs. I'm just thankful I got to meet you. To have you love me the way you once did.

I just can't deal with you still being able to take my fucking breath away.

I can't anymore .