This is what it’s like to not see you. Not seeing you is like: two big stones crushing together, with bits chipping off; a rake excavating and scraping my eyes; a fire that can devour my unabridged physique; hitting my hips at the corner of the table; gripping a blade that slits my palm; an old house in the middle of the forest: abandoned, forgotten; delving within the innermost depth of an ocean; a monstrous opponent, continually beating me; a doll left underneath your bed, eyeless, bleeding, and smiling; a colossal wave holding me down at the bottom-most of the ocean; a wife wallowing in self-pity, despair, and misery; climbing the highest mountain repeatedly despite of the countless falls; lying down naked on a bed full of thorns and roses; Like a lost little girl trying to find her way home. SHARE THIS ARTICLE: |
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'es-theet' (n.) A person who affects great love of art, music, poetry, etc., and indifference to practical matters. El Esthete or The Aesthete in English, is where I share my Literary works, artworks, and everything else in between. Categories:
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