waymorewickedwitch

You swallowed me whole. I was stifled and emaciated. I wasn't me. Autonomy was gone. You swallowed me whole. I was falling and you never caught me. I wasn't me. Broken hearted was the norm. You swallowed me whole. I was twisted and torn. I wasn't me. Bitterness was building. You swallowed me whole. Now I am spit out. Myself returned to me. But I'm not knowing who I am. Time will be needed. I wasn't me. But I will be soon.

It permeates my soul. It deepens my senses. It awakens my lust. Receiving your love makes me whole.

She was compelling and unstable. Never had she been so wild, so maladjusted. She reveled in the hedonism. She was labeled a deviant to the culture and loved the scarlet D placed upon her. Never had she been so wild, so free. #dayofthedeviant

I see you and you turn away. I do the same. Neither want to talk to the other anymore. We keep out of the rooms we shared. You have gone your way. I have gone mine. You pivoted. I pivot. Spinning in circles. Trying to decide to leave or stay. Entering into an unrehearsed dance that neither want to do. Pivot. The balls of my feet are sore from it. Pivot. We just need to end this. We just need to walk straight and stop... Pivoting.

It's faint and steady and warm. I feel it on my neck. I see it as your chest rises. It's lovely and steady and warm. It's you breathing beside me and the sound is Heaven.

You look good. But, not in pink Not in blue Not in purple Certainly not in white. You look good But, you try to hard You try Surely you try Right? What about black? What about teal? I like teal. Teal is pretty and I like teal What about black? Black will hide the things That you don't like. You could look good Try black. Teal for me. Black for you.