I don’t understand why it’s so intense
I don’t remember when it attached to me
Accompanying me sometimes daily
Today it’s different
Today it’s like never before
As it to over stay it’s welcome
But really I have welcomed it
I am holding onto it
I have become it
For some reason I’m demanding it
Using it as bait, revenge, hate
It’s my favorite little passenger
it’s like we’re joy riding but how can the two co-exist
How can they look so similar
How can they both feel rewarding
we’re the only two in the car
riding so fast I can barely see the scenery
just vague colors rapidly past my eyes
Anger’s my Clyde, and I’m it’s Bonnie
via Daily Prompt: Passenger
Ever wonder why the first time can be sooooo damn good and after time its just mediocre. Lol.
The first time you’re panting and sweating full blown lust and later you’re just watching the clock. Sometimes its on point and sometimes its not. Lol.
I’ve come to figure its the not knowing that’s so exciting. The anticipation you’ve built up in your mind of “what it could be “.
It could actually be the worse but because you’re hopeful if feels like heaven 😂😂😂. You imagine how great it will be over and over again that you’re fuming off pure imagination and hot lust.
Somewhere down the line however you get comfortable. You start expecting the usual and you lower your expectations, therefore lowering your desire, and ultimately lowering your own performance.
Most of life is mental and imagination. Once you conquer or create a thing in your mind it proves to be better than you expected. So go ahead and pant…anticipate more 😉