I never wanted you to look for me. I know you still remember me. I still remember. Sporadic. Vag. I remember you and we curse you with a smile. You were the best mistake I could ever make.
I touch souls and feel them vibrate. I felt yours too. We don't resonate the same way. Our bodies did, but souls always lagged behind. I liked how you took off my clothes, but I hated how you dissected my soul. I loved how your kisses molded on my back, but I hated the way you stepped on my heart. I can still feel your touch along my neck and I still hate you for how you cut my soul in two.
You taught me to close doors with a smile on my face. You taught me to sketch dreams and to break souls. You abandoned me to hell forcing me to order the devil to open my submissive door. It was too much, even for him. No one wants the storm to last indefinitely. Everyone wants peace, and I'm a mess.
You taught me that after seduction, the next step is destruction. You taught me that after battles there are ruins. You taught me that love is the best reason to start a war. My only weapon was the smile. And yet the fortresses fell one by one. Unfortunately, I'm a nomad. What do I need walls for when I like dessert?
