My ace told me I should write about it. So I guess this would be the act of therapy but in my eyes who really gives a shit, my heart hurts so i'm writing to see if this pain ceases. How do you treat someone that loves you unconditionally as if you hate the air they breathe. How words ricochet in the air like swords flying in the 18th center. As if I was blind to the dagger sticking out the sky, I ran straight in its direction I dare not brace for the plunge i just lunged my body into the steel sharpness. I disguised my mind with butterflies to block out the negative, he stopped saying I love you a long time ago, the moments I said I missed you I might as well talked to someone deaf. His response was always silence. The moments I looked at him with and said damn you fine, he would look and tell me .i'm tripping as if the words that left my lips were suppose to be coming from another. Forever too busy forever with plans but nights my legs parted and mouth ope. He was never busy, ready to receive every part of me as my I got in trance of him. Stupidity at its highest firm because all I seek is redemption and GOD grant me enough peace to forgive him and myself. This hurts
