29 may 2012

if i wanted to let myself,
i could get angry
about the way you left.

you got lazy, let down your guard,
and the demons snuck in
and snatched your soul.

i am better than that.
i am vigilant.
i won't go the way you did.

you, with your ceaseless desires,
your endless need for more.
your innate inability to just say no.

me desirously eyeing normalcy
while pretending to be content
with dysfunction and oddity.

in the end, you just couldn't stop yourself, though.
could you?
you just couldn't stop yourself.

you, wanting so badly to go.
me, wanting so badly for you to stay.
both of us, wanting beyond want...

i get angry. you get lazy.
i am proud. you are lusty.
i envy. you crave.
and both of us, gluttons.

do
you miss me
like
i miss you?