Author: headgeek

The sweltering heat, reminiscent of Hell as my soul bleeds from wounds, sliced to ribbons by your betrayal.

You were a pretty, empty shell Now you reflect the inner Hell From your nearly endless lies. What beauty there was now dies.

I  never lied to you, Even though I lied for you. Never again.

Musashi never fought the last battle. Neither did Napoleon.  Both would change to the opponent and the terrain. The first avoided women in total. The second?  His downfall for reaching beyond his range. Poor strategist I am, never to see you again.

I stood outside, and let the cold rain beat down on me. Washing away my inequities, prickling and scouring my skin as it fell from Heaven, tears of the angels mourning your fall.

I would trade a decade for another day with you.

If you push away the person who tells you the truth, it doesn’t make the truth go away. You can rage quit, block me berate me tell more lies and still the Truth remains.

I am blue. I miss you. 🙁

Although July is hotter than Hades You are cold, colder than Hera’s anger.  Even though you are the cheater, the shape shifter, the infidel. And all through eternity and the infinite realms I will await your return.