Oh shit! I fell in love, again.

Dear unknown

We can't keep waiting like this, or can we?

Lets not both be silly & childish, we both understand the game of numbers; So why waste time we don't have, Debating feelings we can't explain, Fucking with emotions we can't afford, Playing games without rules.

Lets not fuck this over, or shall we?


You know, I fell in love again, this time, of my volition.

Just like falling out of love, it hurts, but I fell In love again.

I could write anthologies of your sins, and journals of mine, but finding first offenders isn't the game, sinning is.

This ill born fruit of our coalition of errors, was evidence of my laxity of psyche. that boy died, you killed him.

This is not another love story waiting to happen, this is not another one of those love notes.


I am proud now, thanks to Ola. Never again are we coming here, never again should we think of re living those days at the parks, I marked that tree to burn, you wenchful scam. 

We can't keep waiting like this, what if we die tomorrow?

Lets get it out, throw me pebbles, I'll wield knives.

You swore to me you'd hurt me, you now walk that path in your head, Ill carve it out of you, I'll wield knives.

I burnt all your trees, you wenchful scams, you all killed that boy, wasted his innocence.


I fell in love again bitch. That felt right. This time of my own efforts, not by your calls or your lies.

You swore to me I was disturbed, meanwhile it was you who was broken, you wenchful scam.

Thanks to Ola, we are never coming here again, even though we might die tomorrow, we shall burn this tree tonight, I marked it to burn.

And should the parks burn, fuck it, countless are the innocence it has buried.


This tree will burn, rain fire come storm, this tree will burn.

Pebbles or palms, you pick. Your path is set in your head, but choose wisely dear princess. like pebbles, knives too are thrown and they stick. I swore to you you'd come with me. 

We can't keep waiting like this, or can we?

Lets not both be silly & childish, we both understand the game of sinning, you wenchful scam.

Let's stop trying to make it right, the head is off, pills are extravagant. Ill advised in actions or not, remember all times, I fell in love again, you wenchful scam.


Dear Unknown

Oh shit, I fell in love again at the frontline. 


 

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