sorrow in the knowing

i simply –

do not understand –

in-difference!

it seems to me,

we’d be better served –

by honesty…

what is it about me,

my – self,

causes you such intense,

refrain?

nothing –

in this world –

perceived;

nothing – imagined – true –

nothing i would consider;

conceive – to do,

that would alter my perception of – you…

brighter than the brightest sun –

more dark than night –

your enigmatic – obscurity;

my addiction –

ignites…

how is it –

i know you like – feeling,

like – seeing,

like – touch,

yet you,

simply – hear?

(sorrow in the knowing;

want,

versus need…)

About boyfrommville

bound to a fate i cannot escape, i stop by briefly to expunge the demons... care to join me?