In all the protests and pain explained when did it become some unanticipated apathetic froze? ive come so close to as far as possible from all of this, of you. why design it undone, why give taken away so freely? insisting i feel the chilling, the ice storm you made in me? its warm in my soul where this hasnt overtaken. but all the rest inside, is all wrong, all in absentee, ruin and forsaken. i wish you all of nothing youve given. i dont hate you, or wish you understand my position. not in the least. its the wounds opened by some hellish beast. id rather no one carried these loving lacerations. can it ever be set aside, let go, forgiven? im alive, you're living. what is the other options other than this awful bloodletting? live, and life, are not at all with out loves old ways, ways that include honest, open, and true. intimacy hasn't secrets, and real includes everyone every one, not just those we choose.
its only lifetime we stand to lose. i cant stand it your way. why not sit down, have a go my way. id be present, smiling, and you will be welcomed.
i am unwrapping such solitude in this exclusionary welcoming. its the worst goddamned present ive ever received.
thanks but its just not for me. k now open mind... youre gonna love it.
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