Pursuit of myself

My actions, your reactions, my body feeling comfortable next to yours, your body feeling afraid .. your certainty disguised in love, my passion covered in jealousy, you comparing me , not understanding me, me not choosing you , my desire to be far away, my skin shivering, my wrong impression about you, my insane inferences, your conscious sensuality... having a direction! Disguised in laziness.. hidden eyes, unspoken words, undesirable feelings... whispers: no love is like yours! your disbelief, my hope, your tear, my lip bleeding, sleepless nights in agony...
No longer can return.. no detour.. regrets? who knows? perhaps...
Do not recognise your smell anymore, it is being taken from my heart, pursuit of love, persuit of myself.. bloody pain.. can´t find myself in me .. but I can find you tattoed in my soul.. not fair.