Ezraviticus

Is this really fucking or it is the art of making love without saying it really is? Would you like to tell that it's me you really miss? And not the thoughts, the memories, the wonderful bliss. Will you save me from this dark abyss? Chaos. Heartbreaks. Unclear future rests before us. Will you be there? Or will I not? This agony is sucking all of my energy. A poem for fuck's sake is here. For our unknown breakup. For the unspoken heartbreaks. And for all of the nights you've kissed me... Without saying "i love you" to me.

Sometimes, you will remember those what if's; Those supposed to be magical nights and endless hours together. But soon realize that he's not worth your what if.

It'll be all adrenaline You were inhumane In this feud I'm longing Almost fell in the same way Sabotaged; intensified with lies Perverted sympathy Prolonged the agony Slowly it dies Hoped for nothing Regretted everything Savoring the erotic vivid ideas Diverged within fantasy and lies

Ing tune lugud (true love) eya pantunan o panayan. Kabud nyang datang yan king bie mu. Nung makukulami ka uling ika eme pa ikit ing tune lulugud keka, tuknangan mu na yan. Datang ya rin ngara pen. Eka sasamal anti mo ing maglimus king dalan na e mipaintagun a lub uling e bisang kagisanan. Datang ya rin. Gang iya ena ka pa ikit. Nya tuknang na kang mamyalungan karing taung e naman dapat mag ing parti pa ning bie mu. Ing daptan mu namu ngeni, samasan mu ing pamagaral mu. Emu pabureng dumurut ne mu ing yatu mu kakapantun o kakapanaya king tune lugud a yan. Wa manyaman lulugud at luluguran oneng mas manyaman nung eka kabud makamulala pag ikit mu ne uling enaka apapakan ning lugud. Nung bisa kang mamye lugud king kekang palsintan, malyari naman e. Oneng makananu ka mamye lugud nung ika emu pa asabing liguran me ing sarili mu? Sapakan meng tula ing kekang pusu bang apasa me iti king kapara mung tau. Makanta ing tune lugud.

His forever short-lived. I was again deceived. Embarrassed from your sarcastic memory. And now I see you happy. From the eyes of another lady. It hurts to pretend you're not there, When all I can see is you in sober.

I don't want to torture you emotionally I just want to know you fully. Grasping your thoughts with my conscience. This constant engagement never ends. Tactile thoughts enrich this pessimistic mind. Still I know you are kind. It's over thinking and pride kills our story. In this part of me, I should feel sorry. I cannot help but tangle you with my heart. But please never tear this apart. As I capture your eyes staring. In that glare I started caring.

We're fighting for a reason but lost. This brave heart is now full of wounds. Battling for life is what they are opting to. Facing all those enemies because of you… I cannot take to see you unhappy. I cannot surpass the feeling when you're empty. Lend me your hand and I'll give you my heart. How can we win the battle when we're worlds apart? Second chances  aren't  always the same. Claiming it all is the name of the game. Peace of mind is the need of the warrior I see. In this reflection, let those tears feel thee.