So I’m actually posting on time…I know shocker right? Here it is.
Felt this before
Stomach empty pit,
Will he stay will he leave?
Seeming perfection, godlike, my Adonis.
Will he be like the rest?
Always some flaw.
Heart a constant scar never seeming to quite heal, never fading.
Will you be the salt on the wound?
Afraid to love, just let go, what is there to lose?
Tell myself it’ll be the last .
Wanting to be alone, but it’ll never let me be.
Not needing anyone, just me.
Loneliness creeping in…here it goes again.