Unless I'm feeling lust, I don't like the feelings women give me. And girls. They're feelings of sugar and warmness and kisses and hugs, body heat, cold lips pressed against you in rain, loneliness, betrayal, and guilt. Things that disturb. Closness. Vulnerability. Naked, bare, ravaged honesty that is tattered and beautiful and wrong.
Lately, I've been having these feelings again. Not love, not likeness, but interest. I know a 28..sorry...29 year old woman who, despite her obvious mature age, seems to want to climb back into the egg of the womb. She does not want to grow up.
She isn't that attractive, our personalities don't click, and she doesn't seem to have a clue as to who and what I really am. But she is a puzzle and I am curious to figure her out. I can't describe it.
Someone (else) has been rubbing my emotions raw lately. I can smell the blood and see the bone sticking out.
there are some people who simply shouldn't get too close to others. When they do, bad things happen. They either destroy themselves or others. Self destruction doesn't have to be suicide, but a 'sealing up' of all you are and stand for.
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