Category: Where Demons Tread

I guess that we need not be surprised that it has been hard for us to figure out how best to begin with each other when we both have whole worlds inside of us.

Maybe we ought to not worry so much and just learn how to no longer restrict our connection while focusinh on developing keys to understanding our love languages?

Was it that you had not wanted me to see you?

I can be, but I’m not dainty.

Come back here.

I was pressed up against my window, again.

But “you” tilted your head as if denying, so it caused me to further hesitate.

When I think that I might have seen you, my insides won’t calm.

Trying to sleep here – without you by my side.

My house used to look nice and my garden was well kept.

I like to think that you would have found my home cozy.

Did you fall in love with the girl inside of this woman?

I can feel her struggling, trying to reclaim me.

“In different forms at quick marts.

How many versions of you are there?”

You were radiant.

I know that we’ve both been hurt before, but maybe we could flinch together as we learn how to rebuild trust’s foundations.

The first steps might not be easy for either of us, but if we keep trying, I know that we can succeed.

How do you perceive me to be?

Do you think that we match in essence?

I thought that I saw yet another version of you.

I must be going mad…

I dreamed of us together…

We wete in a house, preparing food on a large kitchen ‘island,’ talking about real life things and making plans.

It felt so easy and natural…

Like we fit well as a couple.”

I am fighting off something in my throat from the other day’s too long outdoor damp and cold exposure.

But I sure wish that I could hold and kiss you.

Sweet dreams, Baby.

You must be crazy if you think that I will give in so easily
Things we buried low
Coming to the surface now, my love
You must be crazy if you think that I will give up the game

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(Sleep Token lyrics)

Sometimes, I have thought that we have seen each other.

But you do not approach me.

Why won’t you?

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(Deliberate neutrality of tone, here)

I am under self lock down as I am having to carefully navigate shark-infested waters where chum is being spilled and old military-type super mines are bobbing – hidden submerged under choppy waters, ready to snag my makeshift raft with their rusted and randomly shifting-about-in-the-waves spike extensions.

I have not told you about the extremes that my situation has been flipped and exploded into, capsizing my every good and productive, mutually-beneficial-to-everyone strategies while having the tide turned suddenly hard against me as I am rapidly being swept toward a whirlpool without a life boat…

I will want to love you, for always.

So treat me well, Darlin’ – so that I can keep on tryin’ to treat you even better.

Let’s make livin’ this life together so very much worth our every effort.

It’s always been here between us…

I just couldn’t afford to bleed out if you needed to keep running.