Kissing You In This Dream
kissing you in this dream
then getting bitten by the truth
i guess that is why it is called later youth
the bloom of me is now wilted
i feel like damaged goods
i was a vulnerable future evictee
you were the cunning telemarketer
i was so hungry for any type of affection
you were hungry for some hint of fulfillment
our different places became a similar feeling for one seemingly perfect moment
then reality returned to us, and the truth of who we really were resurfaced like an unsuccessfully guarded confession
a few footprints on a dusty carpet and an ugly argument over the phone later, i am branded permanently brokenhearted
you are christened highly favored
continuing story of your ascension
unfortunate story of My Life....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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