Artificial light is surrounding us and as neither one of us dare exterminate its brightness we wait inside this room that was once my favourite place in the world. Eye contact is harder now, perhaps because there is more to hide and less to say. These blankets that wrap around us feel like chains restricting us to each other’s company when all we need is alone time.
Your breathe wakes me up to the sight of you sleeping. The innocence that used to stain your face is no where in sight but I remain searching for it. Every lie you told murdered a memory of the past and now my amnesia has caused this inevitable feeling of lovelessness. I’ve stopped playing games with my expectations because I always loose.
Embrace me before I get the chance to ask you to.
Say something before I have to dictate it too you.
Love me before I start believing this is really love.
The crystal ball is far too clear and what I see inside it is exactly how we are forever. So before I pick it up and smash it into the ground beneath us tell me one last lie so I wont remember you at all.
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