There's a sadness in her eyes, ( thats their infatuation ) Obsession with making her smile.. no even deeper.. Making her light up internally Lighten the rotten organs that no longer are their for life But are there for her to be trapped in strife.
I feel machinery underneath me, it irritates my bones. I am not machine so how am i therefore connected? Light on the various signs throughout the city reflecting into my eyes.. well it completely defeats the purpose. Blinded how am i supposed to be attracted to what it is saying?
It's a messed up world and i hardly want to be a part of it.
Document this night, for it may never occur again. The East Coast fields can hear me approaching, my feet tapping the damp ground it felt like my own. Small droplets of water on blades of grass magnify our new perception of the world, nothing can be wrong, not now, not at this godly hour.
Never will i see into the past of it all, memories fade, they can not be trusted.
I'm sorry, I'm so self centered. In every situation its me who is in the wrong, I make life difficult for you. I force from you, an argument you never wanted to have. When realistically you're the only one who cares. Who cares to care. I'm so far away from everything I've wanted and its you who brings me closer each day.
So today I can truthfully confess my love for you. By saying my apologies.
I'm sorry I throw you into an ever swelling rage. I'm sorry I ignore your endearments when I'm not in the mood for your antics. I'm sorry I bend the truth, and there must be some truth in what they rave about. I'm sorry I drink to the point of stressing our relationship. I'm sorry I need you more and more everyday. I'm sorry I litter your mind with thoughts of me, I distract you from your dreams, because unlike me you are so selfless, selfless enough to linger in the mess that is me.