Infatuation/despair
April 7th 2009 18:34
Infatuation;
a state of unreasoning fondness
a state of unreasoning fondness
It was in late February of 2009 that I became infatuated with a certain girl not to be named and in the time that followed, i tore asunder to her infrastructure of denial and made her my own. she was mine and i was hers and all the kings horses and all the kings men could not do a thing to change that.Romance was my basin and i drank from her as often as i liked. Sweet kisses littered the streets whilst we were on them and they overflowed each of our bedrooms.it was her and i and no one else mattered. But then again I am getting ahead of myself. For at the moment, though she lays in my bead and is wrapped in my arms, she is not mine.and darkness surrounds me, i am shrouded in it and even though her love seems imminent, i cannot see the daybreak. I am forlorn and all hope is slipping away from me. Its times like these when i feel as though i am a manic depressive. For when she is in my grasp i am beyond content. And all i could want is mine. And now i could not be further from happiness. Sorrow is my companion and i drown in his pool. Absolute infatuation turned to utter despair.
Despair;
a state in which all hope is lost or absent
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