The Nicotine from last night is still engraved in me.
The smell of Whiskey stir lingers upon my finger.
As i switched on the shower.
Everything was washed away
Memories of you, drunken nights, strolls along the beach, shorefront vissions.
All, just gone.
By the touch of water.
I gasped as i saw the note from you.
The crisp envelope, the beautifully colored paper, and the handwritting of a goddess.
How were you so perfect, yet so sinful?
How did i not see this coming?
How in the world did i pick you over nicotine?
Well you're gone.
Vanished. Disappeared. Ka poof
And just like that i slipped into my old self.
The sexual cravings of yet another, late nights, nicotine 101, and best of all freedom.
I knew that you were gone and never to return.
The bed is so empty, yet so full to me.
How do i miss you in that disgusting way?
How do i long for your touch?
How do i even find myself thinking about you?
Not inspired by anything, but you!
The wishful difference you could have made.
The aura you brought along with your personality.
Flashbacks of the past.
Your not the one remembering all the afternoons in the rain.
The bloody fights which left the apartment in a mess.
The uplifting moments when you held me close and told me all the things i wanted to hear.
Nights i waited just to see your face
The glimpses of you and me on the bed.
Never ending kisses
Your not the one waiting for a rainbow on the other end of the street after the storm
Feeling empty with nothing to catch hold of.
I wish you fell for me
And watched me with puppy dog eyes just wishing i would love you
I wish it was you that got hurt
I wish it was me that left.
The past is written, the memories have left.
I guess its another night of nicotine & alcohol as comforting friends.
Living two lives is a little weird.
Yet you found a way to live & deal with both.
You let me into the bright sunny world where cliche's came true.
The faithful stories of you being perfect.
A world where i was welcome too.
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It has no meaning,really!
edit: just breath
listening to: anna nalick - breath
feeling: abrupt!
Maybe you were more than perfect? <3
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