lessons

Im not gonna say
Because you hurt me
I hate you
I appreciate the lessons
That were learned
From  the experince us

That lesson of
Trust...
Like a gust a wind
It can be taking
With no caution

That lesson of
Love...
Like dust
Can be swept away
With no waring

That lesson of
Bliss
Like a kiss
Can be stolen
With no permission

Im not gonna say I hate
You because you left me
But Ill thank you

Really

Are they words of true purity....
that are spoken...
cause over ur words im tripping...
then choking while trying to repeat...
what has been shared threw verbalization ...
something about ur words give me an erie sensation of satisfaction...
and security ...
it's like they were only ment for me...
so i listen tentatively ...
.with much intensity ....
why u slowly expose me knowing unknowingly ..
. showing me...
what's really ment too b....
what is truly free...

I learn too appreciate 

what has being done

trying to avoid

the past...

Negativity...

by thinking 

of all the possibilities...

Of u and me...

me

So many things
I wanna say
I cant possibly
Display all the feelings
That I have
For whom is me
Ive slowly begin
To gain a sense of
Who I should be
 Maybe
 Most of the time
I live senselessly
Looking for
Sensitivity
And
Aproval
From the ones that mean
Nothing to me