I need you to force me to do things I don't want to do. Because I can't bear it when you touch me with gentle hands. I need more, because I can't stand the idea that maybe I'm really in love. Hate me and break me, again, again because I don't want this to be slow or sweet because I don't want to be thinking about you after you leave me.
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
There's a difficulty in the heart, associated with this kind of loss of freedom and lack of will to change. Unfortunately, as addictive and destructive as these relationships are, they are often the most troublesome, and are practically impossible to escape without some form of change in perspective on life as well as love.
NeverEndingStoryChesterfield, Derbyshire, England UKJun 26, 2010
Well my experience the worse they are the more you want them. Not sure why it works that way but it does. Mind saying that, this last escapade didn't last as long as the last one
19chellebelle90OPColorado Springs, Colorado USAJun 26, 2010
Boys, thank you both so much again. :)
Miss -- that is *exactly* it. It feels mind-numbing, uncontrollable, somehow borderline defilement induces some form of neediness. It's like sometimes, we seem to crave exactly the kind of despicable treatment that would kill us, should we remain.
Nothing in my life has ever made my entire body heave such an enormous sigh of relief, coupled with utmost regret, as the ending of this relationship. It was detrimental, caused me to become withdrawn, and I would never had been able to develop into the person that I am today, had it not happened.
I only hope that I learned early enough to manage my next few decades without that kind of suffering once more. :)
solongMalta, Majjistral MaltaJun 26, 2010
Great
19chellebelle90OPColorado Springs, Colorado USAJun 26, 2010
Aww, I'm guessing that's good. If I'm right, THANKS!! That's a LOT of happiness!!! =D
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rob
Miss -- that is *exactly* it. It feels mind-numbing, uncontrollable, somehow borderline defilement induces some form of neediness. It's like sometimes, we seem to crave exactly the kind of despicable treatment that would kill us, should we remain.
Nothing in my life has ever made my entire body heave such an enormous sigh of relief, coupled with utmost regret, as the ending of this relationship. It was detrimental, caused me to become withdrawn, and I would never had been able to develop into the person that I am today, had it not happened.
I only hope that I learned early enough to manage my next few decades without that kind of suffering once more. :)
Great