¤ Hope is nowhere ¤ XII.

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dont leave me like this.

i remembered why i broke up with you in the first place, it all came back so suddenly.

the reason is that the moment i started to love you, the moment i start to love anyone, it makes me want to cry out in anguish. My heart aches and i dont sleep for nights on end, my head spinning in an endless, ravaging tornado.

The feeling of love and desire starting to sound much too familiar, like a solemn melody played on an out of tune piano, my veins and arteries like the keys and you, the pianist. I feel grief for a reason that is incommunicatable, something lustful and sweet burns on my tongue, bitter and hot.

i want to love, i want to feel weightless as i think about you and your hands on my thighs, your kisses on my forehead. But the second i try i feel like a deer on ice, i cannot keep myself upright and i end up crashing face first into a frozen lake, lost and helpless in a blue abyss.

it shouldnt be this hard, i shouldnt be trying to convince myself youll leave, i should have hope.

but maybe i shouldve convinced myself harder, and maybe, perhaps hope is nowhere.

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