Unforgiving

I wish to make more mistakes; I want to know what it means to live more careless days and carefree nights. I wish for more regrets, more heartaches. I remember the hours we spent by the lake: your whispers, our smiles, my lies, our fights. I want to risk it all—I don’t want to be faithful to caution any longer. I hope you dare to overstep all boundaries, take me out of this monotony and make me feel the searing pain of holding my soul to fire and keeping it there too long. This time, I will hold on; I won’t forget the promises I made and trade them for the dull ashes of another’s cigarette. And tonight, I wish I wished no more; I shake and quiver at the thought of our bodies embracing in the cool darkness.