This thoughtlessness envelops me when
I am with you and I can't help but think of it as... It's reckless and fast and
fleeting and absolutely perfect. I spent a while trying to figure out it's
mechanics. I've made up useless math to add and subtract the immense feelings I
have, but there is no logic to my… It is irrational and toxic but entirely
beautiful. We manage to create and destroy each other every time, without fail,
and as much as I need to be comforted I want to be seduced and dismantled.
Love's blade has decided to fall across me and I am in no way fearless as I am
triumph against its coolness.
Be cool unto me, so that I in return can make you hot.
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