fate

so constricted in my own mind, constant bickering,these voices with in myself
negative force field seems to sucumb our time together as we melt into an unhealthy romance
a repeated field trip for our bodies to mask what we challenge our hearts to feel
your reaction to such lovely habits of affection leave you conflicted inside yourself.
this THING has turned into a love-less ending to what once was a minefield of golden passion
our touch once left chills, craving to defeat your body. So badly my mouth watered for your sweat against my skin.
salty drips as you held my body so tight to your every moving muscle. pulsing inside me and entangling my hair between your fingers, pulling my head back to hear me moan your name.
Thank you for those moments. Tied up with you, my head against your chest, there isn't a man that can give me that comforted feeling, a feeling of loosing all the thoughts that now haunt me.
 But I do deserve a chance to feel loved back. There is an imbalanced force that has sucked the love from this THING. No longer are my kisses returned, for I grow weak whenever you turn your cheek. No longer do I wake to your hands searching the sheets to melt into my skin. My eyes are like an opposing magnet for yours, our eyes have turned from longing looks to painful glares. Let me put this on a good note... give me a chance to finish the story well. I do love you, I do but a breathe is needed... for now breathe with me. stay present...