Dear Diane 3

If you told me 6 months ago I'll breath just fine without you I laugh and proclaim you kidding My eyes are as dry as the desert my heart learnt hardly to partially live without you Before time passed by the urge of seeing you was an obvious obsession that string along depression as it deprived the privilege of primary thoughts My world began with you even before me I saw no life after you I write again my final note to notice the ticks that are fleshing through my crusty throat Dear Diane Your meaning has its own significant of the enchanted visions of the fairest whardlock You brought belonging to my lonely soul I don't seek to find faults Even if we lost the costed land that we both built with our bare bodies Our world were both upside-down even the specular couldn't flip us both at the same time Our laughter were based on the imbalanced hypocrisy of the hypnotic gift of dark humor swallowed down to keep it hidden while it swollen slowly to glow and show off!! We covered our scarce with scarlet bracelets that were so tied that they even left a marker of hurt and pain Through it all it was beautiful and messy With these scarce I vowel to forever keep the memory loading vividly to fall down the envious cute vines of our commune unity As much as we live to feel individually separation was never the cause it was the aches that couldn't handle the wounds My final note to you Diane You are my dearly beloved, my heal route, my strength of weakness, my ears to ease, my attention audient that applauded for my sanity although it became unstable and insane. Dear Diane I promised not to let go but I just couldn't hold on no more If our paths would cross and tangle again this time it will be for better or worse Ashleigh Ngoqo