Mittwoch, 8. April 2015

3 Years

Mittwoch, 8. April 2015


You´re twisting my mind like you are the only thing in the world.
 A manipulation of my feelings
Your infatuation with someone else.
Me foolishly chasing you via web.

My illusional idea of your fondness.

Me falling,
which appears to have escaped your notice.
But infiltrated my conscious.
Our tie was doomed.

You jeopardized my faith in you, by not giving me a valid reason.

Reminiscing all of your traits
Your hideous 'Heys' that make me smile 
your juvenile way of taking nothing serious,
your sweven of living in the nation of Edam.

My affection for you was stranded by your trivialized attempt to excuse yourself.

You had a fine old time with that valley chic,
but it only brought you back to me.
And yet the unblamable others,
who happen to share the color of your eyes,
make me flick.

Your firm claws around my fogged soul are finally vanished.

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