sophisticated bad boy.

(richie)


sophisticate
ed
ucation
vocal
costernation

i like to think.

philoso
fly
wit me
intelli
lick
u
all
y

sophisticat
ed
ucate
u on me
i like
to
be free
to be
bad
boy
class
if
i
elite
is
m’
eyes

confidence
is not a stag
grrrr
u want
to feel up
my swagger

feel it up
i fill
it
up
and pour
sum
sophisticate
shun
now
we’re
done

breaking up with my imagination.

( Richie )

this time
was unbearable
as it put into
context
i thought
we were complicated
but it’s apparently
so direct

i think
i liked
the world
i had been accustomed
to seeing
i liked
being optimistic
but this is
fruitless
dreaming
this day
is the day
i sacrificed
my believing
you had
my heart
and i swear
it just stopped
beating

breaking up
feels like i am breaking up...
breaking up with my imagination

painted world
fades to grey
i can’t see life
in a colorful way
all your texts
i kept
they provide
such painful context
i am not masochistic
but i wanted more
and i read into a story
that opened the door

you said
no
so many times
i said
yes
as if they rhymed
they are not similar
they do not mean
the same
no means no
and you let your actions
remind me
a name is a name

i am breaking up...
breaking up with my imagination
reality filters in
and its like raw damnation
dreams that would have been
whispered
are strangled by the wind
messages are rendered invisible
as i cut off channels
for them to send
the poetry
of the push and pull
that tension
that defined us...
is now logic
that numbs my loss
and makes the air
cold around us
like a wall
has been placed
between us
and it feels real
the concept
that proximity
was always close
is no longer
what i feel

i broke up with my imagination
and i accepted
the reality of the situation
i took a bleeding heart
and gave it
some tortured emancipation
but so much
i wish you would just reach out
and make it all colorful again
if i could see some action
not hear words
i would come back then
i would come back then...

breaking up with my imagination. context.

sometimes we see things that aren't really there.
or maybe is...maybe your intuition was right all along...
and the other person just doesn't know what they want
or how to allow someone who is different in their life.