Insidious longing

Strange or stranded in places of coincidence admire the phenomenal synchronicities of the inevitable

Loving someone you don’t even like how hideous how real as if in contrast to wanting to be loved by someone you like

Amidst of all the junk emptiness shines through as long space endures us, my heart and yours are just the one and the same, not the romantic stuff but reality raw reality when the pain of all this tension to hold on ruins us and we stay hollow and blatantly have failed in all, to be loved to be admired to be even recognized or even seen …

Could you imagine that in some other glamorous plane?

Friend or foe loving you is all there is as this night advances into emptiness …


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