Jun. 10, 2019

Uncharted Territory

I like you, but I hate you.
You're my man, but I'm afraid to date you.
Why do you look at me as if you know what I'm about to say before I say it?
Why do you make me laugh when you know I'm angry?
Why do you always speak out of term?
Yet the term, in which you speak, makes me long for greater communication.
Why do you touch my soul in a way that goes beyond physical relation?
You make me sick without the cold.
You make me wise without the old.
You challenge me without the obstacles.
You make me nervous without the fear.
You terrify me without the scare.
You make me drunk without the liquor or the beer.
Where did you come from, and how did I get here?

Nina St'cyr

Latest comments

03.06 | 02:34

I love Word Wednesdays. My family and I listen to your audio recordings religiously. However, I am waiting for some new tunes.

29.05 | 15:13

Aww. You two sound so cute. #powercouplegoals#

28.05 | 20:32

Really, babe? Smh. You are the worst. I'll see you when you get here.

28.05 | 20:06

I love you, baby. I know you told me never to post on this venue but I couldn't resist. I am so proud to be your future husband. I'll see you when I get home.

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