Despite everything I write
Trying to give you the message that I still ove you
And for some fucked reason
You're all i can think about
Even after all the girls that have been since
I still love you
I feel things
We both do
But im not sure if us being love
Is just the delusional state im in
I reached out last time
Maybe it's your turn
I miss our talks
Our long calls
Our intimate time
Your warmth
Your skin again mine
Feeling evey detail
From your fingers
To your deeper inner workings
I appreciate every detail
Every word you've uttered to me
Everything we've ever done
Every small thing you love
I want you
I don't know why
Im still lost
Im still in love
I miss your warmth
Im always empty
I don't know where im going
Im plotting
For what?
Something that'll never happen
These lines are sloppy
My loves a joke
Self deprecation has always been key
Loving you has always been key
There's no good way to end a fucked up delusional poem like this
So maybe it'll spark an idea
For a better
Hopefully happier
Less self deprecating
More loving
Poem.
Written on: 23/08/2023
