acknowledging

[decadntmelnchly]

the mirror and i have seperation anxiety
sometimes i find myself losing hold of
who i am and
what i want becomes indiscernable
my lack of articulation frustrates
and my innate need to express saddens
there are moments of
intensity
where whatever emotion you feel
becomes so strong it swells inside of you
and you can feel it in your heart
pounding
in your head
buzzing
it reaches to your tingling fingertips
to your burning cheeks
the confusion of whether you should
smile or cry becomes unbearable
and you lose it
everything becomes relatable in its melancholy
the images of a girl not thin enough to be pretty
angers and sickens to the point of destruction
the touch of a boys chest resting against hers
while their hearts synchronize their beats
intoxicates the point of abandon
the hurt
the love
the lost feeling
the trust
the fear
the mess
the problem of it all
the complexities of your love complicate your
sanity
and you arent sure if it will ever be how you invision it
him loving you after knowing all you you
you being ok with him knowing all of you