Sometimes I wonder
why can’t I like you
than those stinging questions you ask,
when you know that I lie
about every letter that leaves my filthy mouth,
you ask me anyway.
Empty letterbox reminds me of a promise
to be
never in need,
never in love,
but you persist stepping on my naked toes
and I keep on reminding you
we are just two lovers,
stuck in a daylight nightmare.

Every day is a comfort of fake and I lower my eyes, when you ask me,
will I love you tomorrow.
Silence could never be as loud.

– Chatty Owl –

25 Replies to “COLD TOES”

  1. Graziai cia gavosi, net man (prakeiktai lietuviskai kritikei) patinka πŸ™‚ Tikiuosi nesusirgai, bet rezultatas buvo vertas auku!
    P.S. gavau visus 3 komentarus, bet as juos tikrinu pries paskelbiant, kad apsiginciau nuo savireklamos πŸ˜‰

    1. Isivaizduoji, nesusirgau, ir isvis nieko blogo neatsitiko! Dabar gailiuosi, kad sniegas nutirpo, nes buciau dar drasesniu kadru pasaudzius πŸ™‚

  2. Feels like an expression that so many can identify with here… beautifully written – and raw… I am sure will touch many who have not been bold enough to face their own “cold toes” ~ much love ~ Robyn

  3. Freezing just to look at. Feeling urge submerge it in warm water and put woollen socks on them ASAP πŸ™‚

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