Wrote this before, feel it again

What if? What if in one day you ran for miles in a small girth, where information was duplicated and molecules had a soul? You believed for once, for once you believed that the information was turned upside down in order to clarify. You cried becoming stone as I cried all alone. I felt like a victim, pitifully misunderstood. Then I walked towards me since I was alone in a night full of all wickedness’s, where screams in me said: When someone sets all the flaws that men condemned, the individual cannot overthrow himself. And I once more failed in thesis, failed in being silent, failed in conquering the resolution. For I am sorry. So sorry.

That sweet instrumental talent of yours
Those sweet gestures of mine
That sweet smile of yours

Those sweet future events

"Hum...we are mapping future events"

The silence made me
Despised
Disloved

Hum those sweet sweet lies of yours

Broken.

My dreams?
Stronger.

Just Don't

Don't want to see
Don't want to hear
Don't want to know
Don't want to believe
Don't want
Don't.

Once upon a time a sweetheart who,

Don't want to say
Don't want to talk
Don't want to
Want

Don't.

Dior Mood

I went in and walked around. I tryed on various brands such as Estée Lauder, Lamcôme, Chanel and Benefit. Dior was my last attempt to find the one. I asked the lady to try on the classic Red lipstick. She was around me for 15 minutes trying on different effects with the reds. I ended up purchasing the the Red lipgloss.
Later on still burning, I went in another shop and got a Red lip liner, Red lipstick and mascara.
Now I had it all.
Soon the feeling of fullfiment was smashed with regret.

The night before I took my friend out to dinner. On the way home a man asked for 1 euro to buy food, I said no and kept walking but then I stoped ran back to him and offered him a slice of pizza, he smiled and accepted. I gave him the largest one, he thanked me.

Today I'm feeling down. It's raining - how cliche!
During the night you huged me, both took your shoes off and felt the sea.
It's not up to me to miss you or need you.

Push me against the wall for fuck sake.
If not, I'll eventually stop missing and needing you. Easy to say?

Try me.