Loving you was like eating green grapes.

Pushing, pushing, then pop through the skin.

Tasting the sweet success
Letting it flood my mouth
Only making me want more.

But green grapes are sour at their peak of ripeness, at their most beautiful.

The sour sting in my jaw is what it feels like after your sweetness was gone,
Affter I couldn't think about you without wondering if maybe that thick skin was thick for a reason.

That maybe green grapes should come with a warning label.

You play three.
Me, seven.
Fifteen for two.
This is where I lose you.
Your phone vibrates,
You leviate
Sitting across from me,
Making me an unwilling audience
To all the drama.
You vibrate. Your shoulders droop
Like the gape-toothed village idiot.
You gesticulate,
Fading in and out
In a semi-conscious awakening.
You're trembling under stones
Sitting on your chest.
It shows in your tembling hands.
Twenty, for two...
Twenty-five, for six...
I overhear your child is truant,
Another wants a ride,
Another a car, doctor or lawyer.
You're shuffling in your seat.
Not to worry.
Affter the stones are lifted,
And you're properly pegged
In the stink hole, the game's over.
Thirty, for twelve and a go. Game.
So deal with it.

I’m drunk,
like,
actualy drunk and i find that all i want is you,
still,
even affter ive forgotten alot of other peoples names.
i think my brain is fried and i still don’t care because the psrt that holds you is still ther and i think thats all that matters, really.

What is faith? Something we all take until it all brakes? something we must use to compensate for the misunderstating of a disgrace or something that should be misplaced. Deep chills hit my stomach  until I ache forcing my hands to shake. Why does it feel like a mistake in this fake urban race filled with a hated faith that wont ever stop to take a break and realise until its too late. My body has the need to decompose in the fake damp empty space we dare to call home,Id wish I witness it like a haze instead of a slow ****** glaze. Fill up your tomorrows to see the beautiful sorrows, il try il try to be there before I die and affter I fly to see you and cry with the biggest smiles our hearts will hive . Let it pass by we only have one shot to try. make it something to remember it by. Dropping it with all the smiles and miss you good byes knowing deeply we couldn't stay intwine  .the first time I saw you I almost died you gave me this feeling I could never come by until I had you like a surprise. Feeling alive inside I should of been gone this time life cant calmly pass us by creating the beauties in our tides. Perhaps that's  density in its own surprise crashing down to our hidden eyes filled with dark prides and a fire that once felt alive some Faiths are better left behind for I am not going to join the common crime. Its better to see faith left behind until the heartbeats of all will  combined with common courtesy and no more MINES .