I leave you with this

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I leave you with this

I don't think I'll be coming back to the MCR website anytime soon for personal reasons. I would like to thank all the friends I've made on this website and basically anyone who's ever talked to me ever. Thank you.
So I leave you with this- one of my favourite MCR pieces of art I've made and a poem I wrote...
So long and goodnight... Kill the transmission.

I Want to Pretend That Some Things Last a Lifetime

I am so in love with you
Nothing else matters
I feel so happy
I smile harder
Laugh louder
Believe
I am so in love with you
Nothing else exists
You are the sun and the moon and the stars and the sky
You are the earth and the air, the water and the fire
And together we are truly unstoppable
We are everything and nothing
We are the impossible
We are the full stop, the comma, the break in between words in a sentence and lines on a page and the space between the books on the shelf
We are the whisper in the wind that breaks the silence on a warm summer’s day after the rain has quenched the parched soil
We are the tick of the clock in the hall in the house that I don’t quite remember
Together we are invincible
But we are a time bomb, preparing to detonate
We are an ember in a fire that will have long gone out, yet is still longing to continue to burn
We have an expiry date
And I forget
That this is mortal
This is predetermined
This is discontinuous
Finite
And we are stalling
What is happening should never happen
This should be broken, and darling, we should never be happy
We should never be
Yet as I sit here writing and watch the rain trickle down from the sky and drag down the ice cold window pane
I revise the words that you said
I remember everything and I love you so very much
The word love is too overused and undervalued, but darling, never underestimate how much I mean it for you
I mean this more than you will ever be able to know and more than I will ever be able to articulate into words- words that I do not believe will ever exist and be equivalent to what I need so desperately to say
And although we have not yet even discovered a fraction of what we shall be, we know that what we can be will forever be significant and important
So please excuse my word’s shoddy craftsmanship and my stumbling, faulting phrases. Excuse my hopelessness and my characterless melancholy which has abruptly become more of a bipolar state
So I can say what I need to say and remind you that though I love you which I do
I love you
This fact still remains:
We are trying to prevent the end of days that we know will come all too soon
And when it comes I will bleed and scar and spark and burn and fade
And the books on the shelf that were the full stop, the comma, the break in between words in a sentence and lines on a page that we are will catch fire and disintegrate
And the soil after the rain on a warm summer’s day will become scorched and dry again
And the clock in the hall in the house that I don’t quite remember will stop counting down the seconds until we end
And when we do
I will bleed
I will bleed and I will heal and you will too
We will love again and we will forget.
But right now
I know that this exists:
I love you
I love you
I love you
And together, my love, we can be free
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