Interference

There's a distance between you and me and I can't bridge it. Like a cloud of unspoken hate and tension under the surface, wordless and yet so apparent in your eyes. Sign of the times. Like mimes, silenced without need and yet here we are. What deed brought here you and I to a point of silence as golden as tacky plastic jewelry in a vending machine. It ain't real bling, but that's just the thing. It doesn't mean a thing. Just like you and I. But I won't let us die.

I'm staring down a chasm of bad choices and ill intentions of my own inventions. At the bottom lies a pool, perhaps of blood, I don't know who's. I can't take this abuse. All the days are the same. Every goddamn breath just reeks of your name. I can't toss you out, breath you out, let you go, regain control, no matter what I do you're still here, making me fear I'll never put you in the past. It didn't last, that's a fact, with the way I act its no shock. But I've caught up to you and now the first thing I'm always thinking how can I get back to the day, the day that I change what I say and say you, only you, please return, overdue.

I shouldn't have acted so hastily, wasting away my only second chance. The one I've been begging for from you for years. All the jeers and the taunts, all the pain that still haunts. I can remember your face, the tears in your eyes, no surprise I fucking destroyed your perception created an infection with no detection of the harm I'd done to you in the long run. Sad you see me crawling back not too long after and so begins another chapter in the never-ending story of what may be an obsession, call it love if you want, I still can't get you out of my head, of my heart, I don't want to be apart, but a part, a piece of your puzzle, end of discussion.