This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil.
Ah! Someone else! I'm not alone! :-DGood. Someone else knows the pain ...
27th:for the record, this poem is not about my significant other. i have yet to meet him. this is a friend, believe it or not who makes me so mad sometimes, i'd like to kill her. the snag is i'd only want to kill myself right after.
Try to not let the sun go down while still angry (somewhere in Isaiah)
u're right but i can't stay mad with this person for long. love them too much i guess.
Anyone who has fallen in love must have had a taste of that. It feels silly, then justified to be angry, then silly again ha.
Thats love for you. It makes us ambivalent. Inspiring post. Thanks and hope to see you around.