26 April 2012
Knowing the fact that I
do not matter.
Knowing that you
do not even notice
my breath against your ear.
Your mouth.
Soft silk against my neck.
Small strikes of electricity.
Knowing it is only
an illusion
of which I can only conclude
nothing
but vacancy..
Knowing everything
still nothing.
The always ending feelings
only matters
for a short amount of time
Still always lingering in my soul
making me cry in silence
inside my heart
in my sleep
or awake
Now
Knowing...
Knowing • Opuss № I