bitter sweet

[shutthecurtains]

I missed you something unknown today. its misunderstood as to why, somewhat because there has never been anything in my possession. I imagined to talk without speaking; stare with blank words; without the awkwardness, but with a mutual understanding of a descended, outburst of never felt emotion... oh how beautiful it is to feel without touching, then touch without lusting.

sit outside under the night sky and escape. sip some of your tea and shed your tear. go to the unknown in your sleep then start this cycle of destruction once again. God i just want... oh never mind, just take me there.




is it obscurity... or the obvious?