⚓ Captain ⚓

I’ve been so many faces. Capturing the past like the stigmatism isn’t enough. I’ve found my own values inside a sheltered world. There is a code for every conduct, whilst I belittle myself in an aim for perfection. Riddled with blemishes, which seem to character my own insufficiencies. Who we were then is lost. But god knows I crave you. Winter seems my lucky season, always lost in the cold to find regret; as summer comes and shows us indifference. I’ve deleted your number, though I’ve never wished to call you more. Why do you not need me anymore? Is it the wrinkled skin of history that makes you so brave? You appear fearless whilst I remain in fear. I’ve lost the need to function, without you, I am a bitter cavity which needs the past to create a future. With you Ill look forward to a hope of glittering sparks despite love on your lips or not. You know your name, why should I need to write it on a blog governed by a thousand critics who feed off my skin to make their own world shine. Just one night alone in darkness and ill show you why I’m worth the fight; we can be so careless inside of shelter. Pleading with reasons to find myself inside of you, curating desire against the pulsing lines of your neck and thighs, reach down to take what’s yours to the grave like the gift ill always bring you. Good girl, I need you.