feel me (unrequited love)

To open this document to simple express, how many hours, days, months have the wheels of my heart refused to conjure a conceivable thought? Months of toiling through what I feel for you - limerance the hurt that convolutes, - becoming void, what whispered fervently but could not be spoken - words will not justify In truth, what lacked was in knowledge of purposes and dealings of anguish, of the proper understanding of unrequited experience - what could have undone time wasted with thought (proper perspective - lively, yet serious and dismissive - was it possible?) I am mute my hesitation has caught my tongue and fingers. the comfort of values and wisdom floating in the cosmos, away from me Eyes never expressive enough in photographs - for you to see too much makeup - emotions trapped between black lines Maybe my words were not needed, your presence absorbed them - hints I've spoken enough about this last season, - with you - resolution is none or worse Now my words say goodbye, Now I shut out our most prided bond - honesty will it dishevel us? Will you allow it to? Would you want to know? Of the seriousness, of the tortuous length of time? - the awkward endlessness? a possible doom - losing the person you had to hurt to gain I felt my dreams - at night a week in a row of destruction, of awkwardness - of utter premonition - of mutual knowledge of irreparability Feel me, bring me out, force these words to explode. Feel me. You deserve to hear this pain.