here we are, falling apart.
apart from each other, ourselves.
your eyes are holes, begging me - daring me? -
we can't hold on (i can't let go).
the romance of this choking night.
too much starlight, too much moon,
too much black,too much us.
(you know, too much of nothing
burns like brandy in the soft depths of the throat?
and jealousy is like missing a step, the heart
F
all
ing through the body at a sickening speed).
(i love
you love
she loves
i fall [s]apart[/s] in love.)
this is it. The End, a beginning.
already under, trying to get over.
i wouldn't have believed i could hurt this way
i can't believe (you make) my hands shake this way.
this is Teenage Lust. static. fucked up. juvenile.
the cliches: cigarettes, first times, love songs
so very simple and scientifically explainable.
("hormones, just hormones" and "honey, you're
too young to know he's the One")
but enough to choke, to strangle, to screw (me) around -
falling out of love from this angle is harder then expected.
- love song, rap song, or poetry?
(i love
you love
she loves
i fall [s]in love[/s] apart.)
- look away. exhale.
Points: 890
Reviews: 8
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