My mistakes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 20, 2018

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Late nights, cold water on our naked bodies. Carefree and daring, we thought we stood out. I wish I could of known then the nightmares that would of lead. The changed perception of a bitter mind grew with time. I still think I grew cold. But for every lover that came, came and every memory has been held high as a small claim to failed fame. The miles walked in tattered shoes, the long conversations and fresh lit American Spirits. Everyone can tell you how you to do better and be better, but will you follow through? Too much, is too much eventually. With every over stuffed belly comes a sigh of regret. Over sexed leads to burnouts and dirty self reflection. Too much drugs fry your mind and reality in which you see. Reality is I never changed, still only a human with needs and wants but no drive to say no or yes. I never became, just maintained. Long midnight drives for lust and wanting. I wanted you and was sure I needed you because you were my only. The only mean and reason to be. Young minds drive on the simplistic things, but never realised because it's simple. Sexual urges repressed and downed out, and come to the surface but eventually you loose sight of yourself. Drowning in feelings, emotions and hormones no street or prescription drug can control. By God I wanted you. But I never had you, reality made you a mirage and me a fool. Now I look in every kind face hoping for that snaggled smile


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