#64 Hot and cold

Hot and Cold — Ashton Rose Art

There are days I wanna fight you

rip you off of my skin

shatter your heart to dust

and your desires to ashes

make some blood out of this

ignore you

confuse you

forget you

and never talk with you again

my wish of abandoning you is so deep

my brain and my heart beg me to leave

those are the days you don’t talk to me

and ignore me profoundly

Other days, you say hi how was your day

and all this darkness extingueshes

it eclipses in a second

and I feel like kissing you

in a never ending silent hug

missing every bit of your skin and smell

and the scent of every possibility

you make me feel in my soul

why

oh, why this duality triggers my days

giving me an insane drive through the wilderness

I want you

But I don’t want to want you

I despise you