ANNOYING LOVE by Abby Jean

May 1 ’17
Fuuuuuck.
I just wanna say fuuuuck.
I want to text you it.
Fuuuuuck.
I tap in and out of our thread.
Type it and delete it.
Exit.
Pause.
Tap – entered.
My hovering finger resisting contact with the screen.
Held back strictly by logic…
Strictly.
I mean it.
‘Cause instinct screamin’ “Goooo! Go! Go! Type!”
Cheering like a motha fucka…
Exit.
Fuuuuuuck.
I don’t know what to do with myself.
Heavy thoughts weighing me.
Life thoughts.
Life decisions.
Vibrational life creating decisions.
Manifestation brainstorms.
Distraught.
Confused.
Torn between yin and yang.
And somehow you seem the comfort.
Somehow you seem easing to my worries.
I see your face and that’s it.
Soothed.
Feel your vibrations and it’s over.
Stress relaxed.
I miss you.
I miss you so bad.
I’m not allowed to say it.
I never was.
But I sure as fuck feel it.
Like.
Fuuuuuuck.
You feel like my reflection.
Like, you are me.
I feel like you’re missing from me.
Like I can’t not have that piece of you.
I can’t give you that piece of you back from me.
I’m incomplete when I pass you back.
I’m missing a piece of me with you gone.
I miss you.
I Love you so dearly.
Still, from then till now.
I know.
I don’t understand it either…
Frustrating.
Annoying.
Can’t get away from feeling feelings.
Feelings are what creates life.
These fucking feelings.
I Love you so unknowingly why.
I Love you so profoundly confusingly.
I fucking Love you.
Don’t ever leave my life.
Don’t ever.
Fuck.

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