Pardon my thoughts for indulging so intensely.
I’ve heard forgiving and forgetting goes hand and hand but it’s hard to forget when you fester in your pain.
I should stop questioning where I went wrong but if I went right wouldn’t you be by my side
What you have a taste for and what you indulge in are two different things.
I don’t mean to come off so strong.
In the midst of discovering my love ran deeply
When you’re not thoughts of you graze from the outside in.
I carved your name on my thigh externally to mark the remnants of this feeling
The memories, insecurities, the sorrow they fill the room up from what was was silence to ache.
Did I force this love..
I forcing you to love me tomorrow?
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