“Loving you was the most exquisite form of self destruction”

our love…
exists.
our love exists,
behind closed doors,
behind four walls
that push up against my lungs
squeezing until I suffocate.
our love exists while you
stand there and stare,
open mouthed
unable to accept
the fact that you denied
a delicate butterfly
the right to take off
that you set fire to a field
of tulips that were begging
for new fallen rain.
you touch me with electricity,
but i am used to this burn.
i am used to this broken feeling;
the feeling after your wings have been
plucked off
and every last layer of skin
has been set on
fire.

– By Alex

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I carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

– E. E. CUMMINGS

How do I walk away

How do I walk away
How do I leave you behind
I dont know how to pretend
Pretend you don’t exist
Pretend I don’t love you…
Holding on to you seems foolish
But letting go feels illogical
How do I let you go when every fibre in my being tells me you are mine
Mine to me
How do I abandon these memories when thoughts of you so easily invade my mind
How do I love another when my heart is filled with your essence
Tell me
How do I walk away
How do I leave you behind

– Mamello Maitse