Black and White

He’s crazy

But I don’t know if I’m crazier for loving it

Now needing it

I guess we wean off certain addictions

to only start new ones

            Who knew love entailed loss

            Who knew loss defined lust

Mystery opposed by happy endings  

Better off two bare souls in the dark, than two covering their ass in the light.

Light does bring life, but life is what will show you the dark

Therefore I rather keep our souls in the dark

And the oblivious pain in the light

-rekindled madness- C.C.

fuckYou

I'm not sure how much he loved it or hated it

Maybe it was his love for craze, which was more profound than his love for me could have ever been 

The thing is we can't see the end before we start

And when two forest fires come together they burn so passionately and harmoniously 

Yet ignorantly 

I remember questioning if the fire was fucking beautiful or fucking toxic

But you were more caught up in waiting to see how the ashes made their way from the smoke

How can a blindsided lover walk away from the monster that gives her definition

     You can tell me about happiness, you can tell me about confidence, but you can't tell me shit about fucking pride 

A fool cannot be defined in the dark

Fuck you for ever turning the lights off

R.I.P- passionate souls 

-C.C.