Let the beauty of memories flourish in the air. Let this melody ring in our eardrums. Let it replay the flashback to replace the silence that had glued our lips and muted our voices. But could it? Could it compensate the words we could exchange, the display of flamboyant experience we could share, the emotions we could express and the farts we could joke about? What else could I say that I've not said already? Tell me, enlighten me, because I've forgotten dear. My lips are shut. But beyond my lips behold words I could not convey. I'm afraid. Afraid that if I say my heart out, it'll break. Or has it already been broken? Broken. Broke. Break. Breaking. I'm breaking. Happy?
Whenever I look down, I wish gravity would just embrace me it's arms, protect me and keep me safe underground and entice me with the excitement, though temporary of floating in thin air causing friction against my skin and the air itself. It'll burn wouldn't it. Let me glide though the air, to see my feet off the ground, to be free, to fly to liberate my anxieties, before crash
ing into pieces. The plastic mask made of nonchalance you wear have filled my eyes with blades, forcing it's content to swell. But I keep it in. For if I let it strem, would it be worthwhile.
The love hides. There but not there. Or is it just me making an excuse for love so I could feel better. A better question would be how long will the hiding last? Last
place. I fail. Again. I don't want to invest in this heartache anymore. The caprices has overwhelmed us yet again.
What if
The glue I tampered with to prevent my body from incinerating, to prevent it from oozing my insecurities, braided with the possibility of loosing memories, have worn off over the months. Don't you think I've lost enough?
Let the paper incinerate, let me crumble in this tension, let the gas choke me on my words, so we could be the same, so we could strengthen our common ground. You're silent. Shouldn't I be too? The doubt expecting me to comprehend it all.
How could I ignore you when a mental image of you swelters in my mind. Whenever. Wherever. In the center of every burning flame.
Kiss me. Good
Bye.