Sunday, October 24, 2010

Silence...so so loud...

It's peculiar how I can appear strong on the outside, seemingly content, yet inside I'm soft and melancholic.

I try to distract myself with other aspects of my life - the women I'm seeing, the money I'm earning. But if I'm honest, everything I do, I do because of you.

I attempt to stop thinking about you, but it's futile.

The tragic part is that I know where I should be... but at this moment, I'm at a loss for words. I'm utterly confused.

I haven't seen you in a while, but our recent encounter has sparked a flurry of emotions, igniting red, white, and blue wires in my mind and heart.

I have not seen you in a while but seeing you again just triggered some red, white and blue wires in my head and heart.

I once told myself, "Move on, man," but I simply can't... or wait, did I? It doesn't matter now.

The most heartbreaking part is that I want you, but I'm simultaneously terrified of rejection and the potential embarrassment that could follow.

And all these thoughts are bouncing around inside me...

The thoughts are deafening... screaming (if such a word exists)... as if they're amplified by microphones and speakers...

One day, I'll find a way to express my feelings. And if you don't reciprocate my love, someone else will.



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KOMMYTILA.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Should I Make A Move?

Short dark hair.

Slim Fit.

Perfect from top to bottom.

sitting right infront of me...

Thinking bout making a move.

also thinking if it will make us any closer...

thinking of dropping the darn weight on my shoulder.

I want you to be mine...

DANG

i keep thinking to my self...

I SHOULD JUST KISS U RIGHT NOW...

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

From her to him by inner nympho

I want you
I want you to say my name
I want you to kiss my lips
I want you to take my clothes off
I want you to suck on my nipples and tell me how wonderful my breasts are
I want you to trail your tongue down my belly and get to my little mound of flesh
I want you to put your mouth on my second lips and kiss it as I moan your name
I want you to take your shirt off and let me kiss your chest and shoulders
I want you to take your pants off and lay down on my bed
I want you to say “come get this dick”
I want you to moan as I suck on you
I want you to watch me swallow
I want you to pull my hair and spank my ass while you take me from behind
I want you to talk dirty to me as you fuck me
I want you to cum on my tits and watch me massage it into my skin
I want you to lie on the bed with me after all is and said done; fall asleep in my arms
There is no reason not to cook up a continuous carnal flesh feast
I know you have tasted the warmth between a woman’s thighs but have you ever tasted mine?
Our mental foreplay has gone on for far too long
There is no need to deprive the soul of what it has been brought in this world to enjoy
We need the magic of the night to whisper sweet incantations and put us under the spell of lust
And at the time of meeting, there is no place I’d rather be
I want to feel you with me and in me
I want you

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

cinderella bout to lose the glass of her feet...

Cinderella bout to lose the glass of her feet...
almost midnight...
u know you gotta run back home like the fairy godmother said
but yet you wait...
you wait till its almost or already too late...
your 15mins started an hour ago...
what am I supposed to do...
this feelings keep going through my head...
and yet i am still with you...
well
Cinderella lost the glass of her feet...
and I just found it...

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Black Roses


A mutual understanding...
So yummy good n spicy...
Weeks passed, months
Things still  cool.
then the arguments, the quarrels, the mistakes 
I keep coming back to apologize even though I KNOW u are the one at fault.
but the same arguments quarrels n mistakes...
well this is my own side of the story
This cycle cant keep happening. 
u say I try to change you... i try to control you...
if i see u playing with a knife n i tell u to drop it. 
is that bad?
I have tried...

Tonight,
I give unto thee Black Roses...

Friday, April 2, 2010

The missing part.



I have got a hole in my heart, lost to the world... 

the missing part is you...

moving around everyday wishing and hoping my heart be healed...

wishing the missing part will surface and my heart shall be whole again...

but...

its been to damn long...

finally, i realize that i have lived without and i am still alive...

I shall remain this way... i guess you make another persons heart whole. 

they say if you really like someone,you let 'em go, and if he/she is meant for you. 

he/she ll be back.

but till you come back...

just know i stay incomplete...


Thursday, March 25, 2010

Perfect



 We always want the best of the best...
 We always expect more from our "partner"

 but we never really look at ourselves.

 the normal excuse we give is " I can not settle for less"

 you can not request a 10, if you are not a 10 yourself

 you can only hope, do not demand a 10 if you are a 6.

 because the so called 10 wants a 10 as well.

Most girls want tall, muscular men, most guys want properly shaped, hot lil things {grrrr} and then forget about personality, character, things that really matter, I try to explain to people that it is not just all about the abs, boobs, ass it's more than that.

What about the others that are not physically endowed? Are they not entitled to love?

KOMMYTILA HAS SPOKEN AGAIN.




Wednesday, March 17, 2010

water...

Water so essential...

need to drink water errday...

but water is tasteless, non-colorful , so transperent, no fun



very boring...

so why on earth do i have to give drinking it every bloody day.

when i can have crush, coke, sprite. e.t.c.

but yet i stick to water...

they say it has nutrients ...

well i cant see it...

i think i am about going to the cornershop to get orange soda

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Mistakes

I hit my head against the wall real hard.
It hurts but yet I do it again.
I bleed.
Injury heals.
I peel the healing wound thereby injuring myself sum more.
They say pain is pleasure. How true?

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Single... nah mehn Plural is better.

alright my people....

so me n my man dem wer having a talk and this sentence was made "last time I checked to be plural is better than single"

I went back home to think about it...

Is "plural" really better than  "single"...

and I came to some conclusions

but before that I had to understand the phrase.

"Plural is better than single"

that phrase doesn't say anything about being in a serious relationship...  it basically says. having 2 or more runz at the same time is better than being single...

its funny how the world is changing and the relationship factor is leaving us small small...

note. I fall into the bad group for I agreed that plural is better than being single...

pls try n find more meaning to this post...

and hopefully we shall heal ourselves

so I leave y'all with the question...

is plural actually better than single?