What are you looking for?
10 months ago · · Unrequited Love,
I’ve been cruel.
Cruel to someone who claims to love me more then life itself.
I’ve already given myself to another man yet that man doesn’t want me in the same way. He uses many women this way.
Why do I continue to want him?
To dream of him. I don’t want these dreams.
Karma one might say.
The man I want doesn’t want me yet the man that wants me suffers as I do not want him.
The perpetual pool of my indiscretion continues to swirl.
I feel as if I might drown in it. I know a hand will always be there to pull me out yet I cannot reach for it out of pride.
So I continue to exist.
Simply exist until I see the hand I’ve been looking for dip beneath the cool waters and pull me up for a breath.
A breath I cannot wait to take.
A breath that will send electric shocks through me as it has before.
A breath that will finally make me feel alive.