matthew
By december
there are times that i
forget my name..
lost and drowning
in seas of chocolate brown,
the depths of which
i dare not mention..
gasping for breath
and searching your face,
i'm pleading for you
to understand..
only to understand..
(sometimes it's too much for me to take,
don't you know that i will break?)
i used to wonder what lies behind those eyes,
how they can hypnotize..
mesmerize..
and cut right through me..
but when we fuck,
i feel your soul..
and for a moment,
you are beautiful..
we are beautiful..
so i plead with you
to understand..
(i am weak, not strong like you,
and when i hurt, my pain is real..)
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it's times like this that i don't think
there will ever be a good way to end this..
you are always in my thoughts.. your skin,
your smell, your touch.. you don't go away,
you never fucking just go away...