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Mar. 10th, 2023
crossing lines
Mar. 10th, 2023 08:45 pmcaught in the middle
like sweet taffy pulled in every direction
the thought of you remains
like a sugar sore that lingers on the roof of my mouth
you tell me that i'm the object of your nightmares
but you're the star of my dreams.
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you push and pull and push and pull and my mind wanders until it somehow finds its way back to you. and i feel everything i shouldn't, and feel everything i don't want to, until it consumes me and i am left alone at night. i never understood what it meant to lie awake in agony until i thought about the pain you've caused me, and how you hurt me, and that even though it was never your intention i felt it. i felt it all and i still do.
i cant be there for you because i cant be the friend that you need. and you cant be there for me because you cant be the friend that i need. and we lose each other, like crossing lines that aligned for but a brief moment of time where everything was perfect, but move on in opposite directions. and i can only hope that we're bound to meet again because that's how its supposed to work, or until one of our lines gets cut short before we can meet the other.
like sweet taffy pulled in every direction
the thought of you remains
like a sugar sore that lingers on the roof of my mouth
you tell me that i'm the object of your nightmares
but you're the star of my dreams.
---
you push and pull and push and pull and my mind wanders until it somehow finds its way back to you. and i feel everything i shouldn't, and feel everything i don't want to, until it consumes me and i am left alone at night. i never understood what it meant to lie awake in agony until i thought about the pain you've caused me, and how you hurt me, and that even though it was never your intention i felt it. i felt it all and i still do.
i cant be there for you because i cant be the friend that you need. and you cant be there for me because you cant be the friend that i need. and we lose each other, like crossing lines that aligned for but a brief moment of time where everything was perfect, but move on in opposite directions. and i can only hope that we're bound to meet again because that's how its supposed to work, or until one of our lines gets cut short before we can meet the other.