Okay, I give up, I love you, I love your eyes, your face, your nose, your lips, I like your practicality and your inexplicable way of doing things, but there are also things that annoy me, drive me crazy, I don't know why
I'd like to talk about it,
but okay, I love you, I love you,
we don't suit each other, we're completely different in every way,
you're like a mountain and I'm like water,
but you're the same kind of animal, there's something in common between us, I can't explain it, maybe it's because we come from the same rock, you're my pathar, my stone... I just can't stop loving you, but I also can't accept that you drive me crazy, you drive me mad, you push me away...
But you still want me to come back to you, and I do, even though I've already left our flame.
So I let it heal and I am completely emotionless, because the fire that once burned at the top burned all my love, but I still carry friendly flames within me. Is that okay? Just so you understand.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
Comments (2)
That push-and-pull between love and frustration is written so beautifully. I could really feel the conflict and tenderness at the same time.
Oooo, may I know what is pathar?