A Survivor Of Accidental Love – Day 168, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Aroused by the thought of a touch I haven’t felt in so long.
“I hate you!”
“I don’t want you!
“I need you…”
“I love you…”
Oh,
How I miss it all.
The back and forth coercing that heated moment to combust.
Bodies rubbing up against each other until smoke was in the air.
Letting our blunt burn out before that love we felt turned back into lust.
But,
Indeed a train of smoke leading us into a crash I barely survive.
A crash she came out of without any cuts and bruises while living her new life.
Just,
How did she do it?
Sure!
I’ve been making progress,
But,
I still feel useless,
Deep down inside.
Nonetheless,
I’m glad to see her thrive.
I cry tears of joy knowing she wasn’t pummeled like,
My mangled heart with pieces missing to this day while I write.
And,
Write,
Trying to find them within book I’m bound to stitch together before I,
Die.
What’s the point of being mad,
Knowing it was I who went mad!
Because,
Nowadays,
At least I know why…
A story for another time…