Thursday, August 18, 2011

The Hollow


My thoughts went down, deep into the ocean and left my body resting in the sand, i guess they felt they should deattach to think for a while. Have you felt lost  lately? my heart asks , i give him no anwer. What's the point on using words that will perish in the next seconds. I feel too much that i feel nothing, it's like i'm missing something that i left in the road long time ago.Where am i going? since when i have all this baggage? no answers for these stupid questions. Instead of being a magnent , i'm a repellent., i've work so hard in my walls and self preservation that intead of living in a Island i'm the island.Such Irony is so funny. how solitude is cherish and when obtain it only leaves this big black hollow.



Salomée ♥!

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Tragedy


Craving.
-        For what?
You.
-        That’s not possible, I’m not near.
Exactly.
-        Don’t you get tired?
No.
-        I am.
Who cares about how you feel?
-        You.
Bastard.
-        But you like me like that.
No, I hate you like that.
-        When can we meet. I want to touch you the way you want me to, the way only I can touch you.
I don’t want to see you.
-        But you said you were craving.
I am, but I don’t want to see you. I don’t want to mount that roller coaster again. Well, I want to but I refuse to. What’s the point  on that , you’re not going to stay. So, talk to you in my next dream, I hope not any time soon. Since I hate having you in my head so often.
-        Wait, don’t…… don’t wake up. We can still play a little longer.
I’m tired of that already, I'm not playing anymore. This time I’m keeping away from games. I’m sure you’re too.
-        Sal, please let me….
Let me what? What more can you possible do to turn my life upside down? I’m fighting every day to straighten it back where it belongs. Good night.

Salomée ♥!

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Encounter: The warning.

There comes a time it a our lives that the road seems blurry and uncertain, when that happens  we trend to begin a journey of self discovery and acknowledging the fact that loneliness is our own invention just because we refuse to look around .
I’m surprised by the way you appeared, I wasn’t looking around, I was trying to keep moving forward. I never asked  to be tempted but yet you’re trying to cross my road. The big question is would I let you, the big answer is “No”. I refuse to be pulled out of my road, the encounters are designed to make us loose our north and I’m sure this time I won’t let anyone drive me outside the road.
But,
I won’t lie, I’m wondering why. Why this, why now. I’m intrigued by this too, but you have to understand something: there’s nothing you would do that would me make feel anymore, the heart is numb as much as the body. I’ve seen it all and lived it all. Your visit it’s too late, I won’t response the way you want me too. So, my advice is to run, as fast as you can, away from the twister you’re about to encounter.
However,            
If you wish to stay, it would be under your own risk. As much as you say there won’t be commitment one of us will end up hurt and I can guarantee it won’t be me I already went through that and promised myself: never again. I’m not attracted to you, I’m not looking for any escape. I have everything I need and I do not desire other flesh. How can you make me want you now, when I’m too damaged? When I’m not seeking for a savior? When my focus is in myself and no one else? Like I said, you’re doomed to failure. It’s not your fault , it’s the timing; Life has put upon me  a burden that it’s not in my place to share, it’s impossible to get rid of and it will follow me for as long as my soul could find a way to breath. Trust me , the last thing  you need it’s this complication.
Maybe,
It’s not about getting emotional involved, you just want to write down your story in my temple and walk away with some kind of male victory by putting your flag up saying that “this was one more”; Watch carefully all of your moves because I’ll see all of them coming and nothing will caught me out of guard, I’m that cynical.
You see now , that it’s too late to play games with me? That all  I  have left  is  my game, which isn’t healthy for you to play. It’s better for us to know the truth of each other before this encounter vanishes, leaving us with the wrong impression.
You were warned.


Salomée.