in your vast ocean of comfort and security, the waters are up to my shoulders and i feel the gentle tide breathing into my hair, choking my neck and embracing my skin. with every passing hour on the clock, this ocean keeps rising little by little, but somehow i always have enough air to breathe.
my only want is to be consumed, for me to disappear like half the liquor drunken by an alcoholic. i don’t want to die, i am afraid of the everlasting pain my soul may endure after death — but i want to leave and i want to be gone until no one remembers my name, until i am completely forgotten and until even the memory of me is abandoned.
but at the end of the day.. i know you don’t have what it takes to let me drown. and for this, i think i owe you something beautiful in return.
i like to see people reconcile, i like the impatience and the stories that our lips can’t tell fast enough. i like the bringing together of two hearts, i like reunions and i like noticing people who are no longer compelled to miss others