How does someone prevent themselves
from dwelling on something they truly love?
It's not possible is it?
To love something means it is constantly on the mind.
You won't leave mine.
I see you face perfectly,
Everyday.
Everyday it shatters me again
and again.
So much i can barely feel it but it's not ignoreable...
The scars multiply.
The pain festers.
My smiles grow to plasticity...
No sincerity flows at all,
and I don't know how to fix it.
I'm sick of this,
not knowing...
I should leave but my pathetic soul
it is fearful of the intense,
excruciating agony to withhold.
So what now?
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