A loud thunder breaks my peace.
I freeze.
I can't breath.
It's dark, and I can't feel my body. I run towards you. But you're not there. Neither am I.
We are holding hands while we scape. Still can't see each other. Where are we going?
I tremble to the sound of your voice. It reminds me of a place I've never been, yet it feels so familiar.
Like a cozy room with your clothes spread all over the floor and my body in your hands. You already own my soul, so do as you please.
Though I want to pretend it won't hurt when you walk away, I already unconsciously push away so I can taste the pain. It's the only feeling I know to the core.
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Unknown double life
PoetryUsing poetry and twisting words to describe the ups and downs of a love that never was, but always is.
