Leaving this in the past…

I remember when you meant nothing to me.
We would talk for hours, but I was barely aware of your existence.
I will never forget how passion filled kisses changed all that.

You shifted a lot of things inside of me, but my tide remained still.
The more I repressed on the surface, the more you would sink in. 

I held back, but I slowly began feeling my heart drowning in a sea regret.

Some days I felt nothing for you, and others days, I felt you all at once.   

I’m not some emotionless bitch every one paints me to be, I actually long for affection.

And throughout all that time,  I suffered in silence, because I’ve always seen pain is weakness.

Published by Lotus

I am not a Poet, however, I express myself poetically. I am not a student, but I am studying Financial and Information Systems. I am not a daughter, I am being, who was birthed out of a women's womb, and I happen to love her so much. I am not a sister, I just happened to come out the same womb which onced hosted a soul that now means everything to me. I am not a friend, I am an individual who chooses to let endless hours pass whilst spending presious moments with people I now love. Point is, I'm trying to discover who I am and not what or who I am associated with. One thing I am certain of regarding me, is that I AM HAPPY!

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