It is the time you make stop…

Its the time you make linger…

Selfish isn’t it? 

It’s all about you——always you. 

Even time is on your side.

The clock laughs at me and purposefully goes slower.

Now, time is still plagued with you, but what you’ve done to me. 

Yet. I suppose praise you are deserving of.

You’ve woven a tangled web—

Mystifying and stupefying all who you entrap

How bittersweet the perfectly lonely pine for interaction.

But, you know that and you’ve exploited every ounce of what made me human. Suppressed emotions all too willing to well up and over the surface. 

But, your fickle words do not go unnoticed.

How easily the heart does change when intentions are revealed. 

Now, Cunning Serpent! You will wrap me in your grasp no longer. 

I’ve been tangled too long.

Albeit, I thank you.

Your tongue struck sharper than a bayonet, nevertheless once the wounds have scared the skin will not so easily be struck again. 

Only now do I realize under your beautiful spell, you are everything that i don’t want.

For now I will remain perfectly lonely once more.