𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

open the doors of your perception

let your mind wander through space and time

through the present moment, here

and through forever

✦•┈──── ⭒₊ ⊹🌕₊ ⊹⭒ ────┈•✦

lana unreleased | taylor unreleased

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But most importantly, I let go of YOU, the one who could never see the truth but waltzed around it, bewitched by a body that did nothing but shine on his darkness.

Darkness,

darkness. I leave the nighttime, now. As much as I find it poetic, it has only let me down, and frankly I am sick of it.

I thought you were Joy, there on my lilac horizon.

You are black, and I despise you.

It’s lovely to think I’ll be an image in time, my lover, an image worthwhile. I just don’t want to think about you anymore; you’re horrid, you should stay in your torrid waters, behind the many walls amid us, where your wickedness can’t reach my angel soul.

I love you, and even this feels deeply wrong. You are undeserving of me.

Neither of us will be brave enough to put our love to die— but I’ll make sure I burn like forest fires before I reach my hand out to you.

To an ex-lover from a mad world, you are deleted (with your impurity).

once you stop chasing and you’re really finally free, you never wanna go back to that fucking mess that anchored you to the ground!

i can’t even believe it myself.

all this pain just to realise that i can be sexier, freer and happier on my. fucking. own.

all this circling back and forth to these poor distant-eyed men masters of avoidant performance, just to realise that i don’t fucking care if they live without me!

i am the roar of the forest and the wrath of the ocean, i’m the strength of mountains and the wisdom of trees, all on my own.

i’ve built houses for others to wreck and wrapped chains around my neck till i could hardly breathe— but why?

why does love have to feel demonic at times, why can’t it just be gentle, and tender, and free? will the absence of that rush, that push and pull dynamic, take away everything?

i’ve tried to be a good lover, girlfriend, to break up amicably and abruptly and to not cause any damage.

i rest my head on the cold floors of my solitude now, and i don’t feel ashamed.

tell me, why have i memorised your grandma’s name?

have you already moved on to the next young thing?

and does she love you? what do you want from her?

is it just sex? would you move countries for her?

and i don’t care enough to ask you, but it’s gonna happen again

that you have a girl fall over just to get up immediately

and i won’t be there when it happens,

but tell me, will you hold her close?

once you’ve crushed all of her dreams

to be your favourite and need you most?

will you be honest, will you tell her

that you’re broken and fucked over,

that you cannot truly love,

that you’re a man without emotions?

will you tell her to stay quiet while she’s passionate and free?

will you tell her to bend over, cause to you that’s everything?

will you stop her while she’s dancing, will you make her feel so blue?

i’m not saying that you have to, but it’s what i felt with you

you cut my wings, man

you made me sad

i still lay down and picture her inside my head

that while i was aching to see you again

there was another girl that caught your eye and claimed your bed

oh won’t you say sorry?

won’t you whine and cry in vain

won’t you bend down on both your knees, and won’t you please ask me to stay?

won’t you beg me, baby? beg for me!

beg for love and beg to end your immaturity

you’re a dog, babe

you’re inhumane

you’re the most heartless man i’ve ever made

oh won’t you beg me, darling? beg for me!

let me see that all you want to have is me!

it’s me, it’s me!