I shoved the thought of you coming back to me
With my retrograde heart
I plunged
And pushed you away
Hoping you'd stay
Love tested
But not lost
This loss is brutal
Without utterance you speak about love
Love in its twisted form
Cast no stones
It should be pure
Truthful
Full of life
No pain?
No tears?
Just plain old love like the biblical days
I shoved you so deep
I could feel your love pulsating through my heart
Like a throbbing vagina conquering an orgasm
But love's depth dissipates into thin air
Like black smoke on a cloudy day
There is no end to what we could've seen
Idiocrasies submerge
Feelings too real
Yet feeling fake
No time to regroup
No To time to suffer
Or cry a running river
Life is moving eagerly
Through distance and time
You'll emerge quietly
Showing me
Love is not lost
Written and copyright by: Grace Aitcheson
