negativity's a poison running in my veins
youve injected overdose into me these 10 years
with razor sharp critique and blatant disapproval
something's changed, between us
for a long time coming, now.
that the only conversation we hold at length in consistency is that of silence
time erodes feelings, and amorous vibes
or perhaps, they've just been buried
expired, neglected present that no one bothered to open up
and thus still it sits, cobwebs covered
would you want my off gold box of feelings, once shiny silver?
because my dear,
quarrels arise out of our want to be loved
and how photography worsens amnesia
all the more poignant, what you cant capture that stays etched in memory
so, carve me in sand and stone
that i may disintegrate someday, or none at all
and scatter my spirit into the wind, that i may finally be free to go wherever i want.