Three simple words are still so hard for me so i speak my actions while my heart lays in fractions and my head's in a stew but i can sit and write i. love. you.
There was a hollow where his eyes once sat. And the windows to his soul had gone. Left behind? Lost? Or stolen? A fingerprint at the scene of the crime... A trickle of blood
Let's not start again start afresh like linen washed. Let's not pause time with kisses from heaven soft, tender and oh so divine let's not! Let's deal with life, love and longingness
Watching as you become less of a person than you once were. Hating that i won't not sure, if it's can't get involved. I want to help fix you if i can. Unsure.
hold my gun my bad acid trip and all's twisted straight. my favorite nightmare is monday gone right dreaming of fearing contortions of fun mind games find games
