Here we are


Here we are

At the final destination

This rut, this bad place

A place where the cold lives

Where our love has dampen

Where our kisses have dissipated

I am left with these conflicting feelings

Of love and hate

Of happiness and sorrow

Of the old you and this impostor

I’m trying to hold on

To the memories

To the words once spoken

To this love that came out of nowhere

But…

I hate you so much

I just want to let this love

Slip from my

fingers

Slip right into the ground

To no longer be revived

Or remembered

Nevertheless

Something about you

Makes me latch on to you more

And yearn the hurt that is and

Always will be inevitable

 

-Tootsie

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