Crimson not just scarlet letters take this house and taint its poorly painted walls, as you continue to hide behind your defences and blame me for all of our falls. I made the decision long ago to stop being a victim yet society keeps thinking that I am unhappy. How much more time do I need to spend convincing them to let me be? Traveled far and wide to realize that love truly comes from within, but then they act as if loving thyself is just a sin. Tired of fighting for your affection in these silly hunger games, you need to play right to keep my attention or I will soon forget your name. The predator has become the prey as I feel myself growing weak between the knees, count my blessings daily in the hopes of gaining much needed release. Tossed and turned throughout the night as your words were ringing in my head, replaying every conversation to listen to all the things that were left unsaid. Experience not maturity has taught me how to bite my acidic tongue, as I retrace the steps that led me here and left us both so high strung. Ready as I will ever be to embark on a journey to discover your beauty, much to my chagrin I am showered with reprimand as if it were my duty. Many efforts were in vain yet I refuse to let them deter me, just dust myself off before I try again, I will remain determined. I may bend but I will not break, resilience courses through my veins, as I try harder once again to protect my heart using my brain. Love and its liabilities are just minor thorns in my side, I am stronger than I have ever been, I cannot be defied. The fire in my eyes burns furiously now, I have reaped what I sowed and survived with my dignity in tow.
Time stood still for nary a soul, it dragged its feet, aching and old. Blistering heat that made us melt, we were once softer than silk felt. Hallowed hearts wind whistled through, covered in bruises, black and blue. Hardly broken, but maybe bent, running on empty and love spent. There comes a day in all our lives, when our failures cut deep as knives. But you shall remain a triumph, you stayed with me, like a science. Words were whispered, curses, we'd shout, until the blood drained from our mouths. Yesterday—softer than silk felt; seems like all we do these days is yell.
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