Tag: crash

I think I…should have seen You coming.

Your lights were in high beam, Your heart was in 3rd gear.
Why did I not hear You as Your words screeched like tires on My tired road. Why could I not see You?
Does this make Me stupid? Obscured? Devoted to feeling heartache, and pain.

I think the difference between You and I is the fact that at least I can be honest about My lust, about My distrust for You, My yearn for You, My love, My lust for You.
At least I can be honest.

Why could You not at least say, “Fuck you”, if that is what You felt?
Instead, You said nothing. Absolutely nothing, and that left Me, leaving you, breathing You.

And I have nothing left to receive from You, or even the thought of You, I cannot think of you, I cannot stop thinking of You.

I think…I…Crashed.