Atalist's Dungeon

So here is where I hear. The words I now see were evident. Everyone knew and I did not. Why is it so obvious to everyone else Why couldn't I have figured it out earlier. I think it is the anticipation of a good thing. We had to have the build up like a good romantic comedy! Its the way good things start. The way things are meant to be. If they are lasting they will start right. We have started it right. This love is here to last.

Here she sits. Pleasantly perched. By moonlight she calms herself. Underneath a balcony of lush green, she peers through to see stars. The night is clear. Unlike the previous nights she relaxes. Her wings flit and twitch with anticipation. She then leaps off the limb down down down to the floor of the forest. She catches herself and continues on into the dark. She is alight with the intrigue the dark brings. So much to investigate, So much to let free in her dreary soul.

I will not be censored say what needs to be said. release it from my insides to greet the world I will not let you shut me down. Get it out of my head. it touches you, harms, loves, reverberates through you. My words have meaning to me and are left for interpretation. I begin with a thought and lose myself in prose. I will never let someone steal my words. It builds in me a sense of ownership, a sense of pride. Eloquent and verbally juxtaposed. My words matter.

Fire in my belly and a cry on my lips. Its this exhilaration. breathe in me this rush. this fire, this spark.

You pathetic man. Its not enough that you refused to speak, its more that you didn't have the balls to end things. When I did you got what you wanted. You wanted to be a martyr, to say to the world this shitty thing happened to me. Well you did it to yourself. I don't feel sorry for you. I find you sad. For once I am actually happy. I can actually say that I have already moved on. This doesn't hurt me. I am a strong woman. You at least showed me that with your ridiculous behavior. The thing I learned from you was tolerance. When I am with him I am happy. When I was with you i was not. Think about that when you are with her and try not to make the same mistake, this mistake you have made time and time again. Don't let a good thing slip between your fingers... you deserve to be happy... you just don't deserve me.

My insides hurt, I am laughing on the outside and crying on the inside. Its a tormented, twisted reality. I don't know how things progressed here or what to do with it? I am at a loss. Another year older and still no absolution. Sadness creeps in and yet I sit ... unable to move or think. Dig me out of the precipice I am in. tears stream forth and leave me feeling a familiar ache. Love lost is a misappropriation of a wanton heart. Fill my solace with the contentment that it is better this way. changes will come and Everyone will be better for it.

You don't see, the effect you have on me. Or maybe you do, you just keep it to yourself. Your own little secret. its a little nerve wracking that you are so natural. So at ease with me. Its a beautiful thing... And yet there are things you try to change. Do not try to change me or you will find you will be in the fight of your life. I am not changing for anyone. I am me. Accept me or don't. Your choice, your call

You try my patience with your words. your actions are selfish. It is always about you. you fight, cut and tear all I can do is laugh. Your temper tantrum has no effect on me. If that is how you want things to be then so be it.

Its a terrifying thing when you feel love for someone. I feel it and see it. It is a tangible thing. Five senses open up in a new way. Missing you is the hardest part. Loving you, now that is just easy!