My heart dips and soars, because of you.
But I am drained.
My insides twisted and coiled, hurting, waiting for you to come home after we threw insults back and forth like a ball on fire.
People say a kiss with a fist is better than none, but how is that so?
How is a mark filled with hatred better than something so passionate and meaningful.
I\'m sat here, slumped. Waiting. But it\'s always me to fall down and hit the board after a checkmate.
Who knew love could be so black and white.
Yet the heart, shades of grey.
Is a twisted, toxic fate worth the lack of abandonment.
Only time will tell how much the shades will merge.