How does it die?
One. It takes only one...
One person
One moment
One act
One connection
One loss
...to alter me -my world- in ways
I'd never imagined. Opening my eyes
Pushing me, holding me back, mutual fixation.
I've yet to decide..
However
This consuming desire
Fueling wanton needs
Is irrelevant.
No matter what I decide
The decision is not mine
It never was.
Heart guarded
Succulent offering
Mindful ecstasy
Focus, focus, focus
Elsewhere
It doesn't work. Pursuit then rejection merry-go-round for years until I am replaced.
I never yearned like this
Help me
Make it stop...
...The same way your yearning died
For me..
YOU ARE READING
Surprising Myself
RandomThreads unraveling from a manic-depressive mind. I've discovered my memory ceases once I am fatigued. This should be fun...no guarantees. ;)