sábado, 29 de agosto de 2015

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Where are u now?
 so yet again i turn to words,...what seems  u can not receive... 

deeply ....immensely profound is what i felt feel and keep feeling for,...you hid your intentions, and projected your misconceptions... time wasnt of the essence, cause i was offering u my time, my life.
what i entrusted you with wasnt simply what u could fathom with ur seemingly narrow view, i dare not say if  u are more afraid of falling on the abyss than to reach the other side.
mistrusted or misjudged,...i never would never partake judging ur mistakes, ur errors...you would clutch on to mine to make me enclosed,....did i mind? i wanted to be smothered by you...
i just begged you for time,...as drops that swindled from a ever melting iceberg, with ur mudded and faulty judgment u spewed words of barricade and trenches, freezing me more sub zero with time

 its as if u hid in a battlefield in which i wanted ur warmth and u wanted to run,..run u did unbeknownst to my awareness, i before lacked on how to love, i was beginning to be thought by you, as of now im incapble of adoring and am also incapable of closure ..... i am still unaware of the why, but im hopeful of the when....
 ill never stop trying to reach u
as long as we both draw a breath from our shells may we meet,...
sincerely eagerly waiting to be yours

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