Only in time

I can’t sleep right now & a realization just came to my mind like a slap in the face after a triple shot coffee. For the last 3 years of my life I was intoxicated with the fact that I loved her. The denial was inevitable, but so was the desire. I can make laundry lists of how I longed for her attention in many ways she wouldn’t even noticed it was planned, but it worked every time. Then came came along another girl who’s lips tasted like the overwhelming sunshine of summer. Still, I would battle to fight off the emotions of the 3 years long love to this fiery summer love. I fought that intoxicating desire every single day of summer. Now summer is over. Her kisses no longer overwhelm me with sunshine but pierce me with emptiness. I woke up this morning and I forgot her long loved face. Completely over her. It’s quite poetic as it is surreal. & I’m not sure in what to believe in right now.. Do you finally forget a powerful love when you meet someone else who consumes your every bit of emotion or is it time that heals the cracks? But it leaves me with one reassurance… If I can forget your face, I can forget anyones.

french:

I’m so fucking weird
It’s like:
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet.
I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time, I care about a lot.
I hate people but I want to be everyone’s friend.
I hate myself but I’m completely fabulous.
I need help.