Part 4: Running away from me. Your barriers are unbreakable, even to me. I never felt the need to be around you until now. The feeling shatters my self-respect and dignity into nothingness. The way you held the bricks in front of your face allowed me to know how you truly felt about me; another sinking dip into the nothingness of what our relationship is. How could it be anything more than this? You and I would never allow it. I know you want to come out; revealing yourself from behind your lies, but they protect you so well. There is no way I could protect you better than your lies do. Your lips are so sensuous, they make your lies so kind and gentle; a soft deterioration only I could crave. It is me; it has always been me. I am the only one who has longed for you, who has craved you, who has needed you. I have always felt useless for wanting you, needing you. It is a feeling only a worthless vagrant could fully understand. There will never be anything or anyone, which could come between you and I. I am the one who needs you the most, more than anything, more than anyone. I am your end; I will be the last image your eyes will see before they go black.
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G.G. Kalfas is an American born author and publisher. He is also the noted author of many books, which encompass his experiences within life and death, as these experiences are displayed through the subject matter of his short stories. His intention for writing these books, is to display the importance of philosophy and psychology, as they play an integral part of the development contained within the experience of the human condition. Within his development, G.G. was compelled towards music, poetry, art, philosophy, and psychology. He was also the lead guitarist in a Houston based metal band, as well as the owner of an underground art gallery. He now spends his time writing about the darkness within the human expression, while exploring the hidden knowledge contained within the depths of life, death, and what may or may not exist beyond human consciousness. View all posts by ggkalfas
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