This Shit Is Fictitious

Pain dusts on my heart, and my heart stopped when you crushed me. You left and took my breath away, and you won't give it back, and I have no air left to blow the dust away. Inside the dust you shall remain. You're like a shadow in an eternal twilight, you cross my road and let your darkness blind my sight, leaving me to fall in my steps, as the anticipation of my agony though ought to be feared, to me is the end of the tunnel, where the light shines on my soul. Wraps and my heart in shades of wool. Frees my mind from my shameless fool.

You just broke with your BF, huh ? Anyways, I'm sorry for you buddy !

no i didnt

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oh my god that look in his eyes, it felt like I was being dragged in a spiral..those lips; I could give up food and replace it with his kisses for their taste is the true taste of happiness, comfort like if there's no tomorrow, like if everything is going to be alright, forever... I would smell his naked skin, then hold my breath forever for his scent to stay inside of me. I would make my touch feel softer than feathers on his skin, and make my body temretature double to keep him warmer. I would make my tongue sweeter for him to enjoy my taste, and I would make my clothes smell like his happy place, to make him sleep in my arms and be a sweet dreamer. I would tie him up to a bed and tease him for he is so gorgeous, I would lock him up in a dongeon for I'm so scared something bad happens to him, then lock myself with him..when he speaks, my heart beats sync with his words and tones...I could just sit on his lap, touch his warm skin, feel the curves of his chest and arms, and just kiss him...as Mariah would, I'd give my all, too. He looked me in the eyes, it was weird, I couldn't keep up because it seems like if my eyes silently scream "I want you", I'd turn away cuz it feels like if he stares at my soul; he takes my poker face right off, and make feel naked before his eyes.. uhhhh OB, I want you more than anything.