He watches me
The way time moves over my feet
My doors opening and closing
Peering into the window of all I am exposing
Playing tug-of-war with hearts decomposing
My third eye all-knowing

He watches you
Catching me in view
And what we do
We’re split in truth
Well, who knew?
I guess he loves me too 💕

© Delia Ross. 2020

To be honest, I’m still a tiny microorganism. Compared to my love for you. Like all the dark matter in the universe, it just grew. Space equals truth. 💕

I love you. I hate you tug-of-war

I’m staying. I’m leaving tug-of-war

I’m empty. You’re in me tug-of-war

I’m pulling. You’re tugging tug-of-war

I’m sorry I’m mean to you. I don’t want to cry anymore. Don’t retaliate. 😭😭😭

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