EVOL
Sun, 18 Apr 2010 at 04:19pm
It's love, spelt backwards.
I broke it.
Held it in my hands like a small child,
Glancing on it like a favourite toy.
I wanted to cry,
But it would just be a silly indulgence…
Like chocolate, dancing…
Love.
I suffocated it,
Wanted it so badly,
Like a small babe crying for milk,
Looking for something to depend on.
It was a daily requirement…
Like breathing, feeding…
Lov—
I felt it,
Kept it close to my heart,
Let it follow the slow rising of my chest,
Tried to keep it alive.
It was fantasy…
Like phaeries, magic…
Lo—
I lost it.
Treasured it so much,
Wanted it,
Required it,
Fantasized.
It was everything…
Like sun, moon, air and earth…
L—
I miss you,
Wish I could hold you,
Would like to scream at you.
You were everything…
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this needs to mature, like wine or cheese. come back to it in a month or two and rewrite and it has potential to be sweet