kickinglovers

You quiver like candle light on fire.
My head beats as empty as the next.
Nothing to give, nothing to gain.
My heart a shell its former beauty.
And I admit I am scared.

Day 2. Captains Log.

Cloudy weather surrounds us, my mood has overtaken to wind and i balance on the edge from breaking down. Yet i can find no reason to do so.
Insecurity aside. This is here, this is now.
She giggled when she dozed
The chances of being slung back in the pool and then intercepted by some passing force, to pull us together again seems unlikely to happen..
Each Breath is New.
I need to grab some clean air, this choking stench of rejection and failure is making me sick.
Us with our winning smiles.

*sighing and muttering "Grr Arrg"*


Red.