A hollow weeping willow moving lethargically by the wind, rooted to the ground with a heart made of the red woodpeckers sticks and stones. Stiff and tall, I don’t move. Just sway with each cold breath, branches untamed.
Unmoved by her ghost, scarred so deep in the flesh of the mind. Wounded so severly by the wrath of her love. Kneeling on the ground, crawling, crawling. The scraping of my heart marking each day by fives on my chest. Ouch.
Rebirth. I am a man made of stone now. I stand as erect as a tomstone, as morbid as one, as dusty and cold.
Shes here again…The way she looks at me…I open like a rose unbudding.
Take me, hurt me, love me. Vulnerable.
There is a string attached from the bottom of my torn sole which travels infinitties to my heart. In a knot I drag behind your sweetness. Princess, my lover and old friend. My olivander poison flower, dying slowly in your surface. My face is still to the mud dragging behind the dirty sole of your shoe. Hide the oceans of the caribean slowly bleeding through these eyes. I’ve seen dangers and gods, but your departure is chunk of my life torn about.
Holy shit, this is deja vu.
kfdjsljklsjlsjl♥ She’s perfect, she laughs at my stupid jokes, and omg I love talking to her. and I couldn’t sleep last night because I kept thinking about her. what the fucking flying fuck is going on. o.o
For the longest time I shut my chances off. Now look at shit now. Too many opportunities. soo many girls. I’m so happy right now, I can honestly say I regret the last two years of my life. It was freedom that I lacked, I can’t ever be tied down. I do not belong to only one, nor two nor three. I’m not speaking of polygamy in sexual terms. But polygamy in the sense that I don’t want to miss out on a girl by being with another. Life is too short. foreveralone my ass. I’m too great.
I mean what girl takes someone to an art museum as a first date =’] ♥