I spend a lot of time in reflection,
It’s the only way to embrace this self love that
I’ve been taught to loathe.
I am not selfish.
I am worthy.
He is merely a ghost of my mind,
He haunts my dreams, and all my free time.
Where are you, and I’m so sorry. I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight; I need somebody and always. This sick strange darkness, comes creeping on, so haunting everytime…
I wish I could stop looking at pictures of the perfection that used to be mine.
I can’t help but wonder where I went wrong..
Was I deceived?
Was I not good enough?
At what point between ‘I love you’ and the ignorance did you decide that it wasn’t worth it anymore?
Am I torturing myself?
How do I move on?
My desire to move on is contradicted by my inability to let go.
Where are you?
I miss you.
Can we please just talk?
You cannot have a mind without a body
You cannot have a body without a spirit
You cannot have a spirit without a mind