Sometimes I feel like I can't take it anymore, like this pain inside is to much for one man to take. To much for one man to bury inside all these long years. Like a dead man that won't stay buried. Always rising to the surface and showing its ugly face. A zombie coming back for more blood. They say don't think about it, but how am I supossed to not think about it when you still grip my heart. You've changed. Your not the same person, but neither am I. Your presence still haunts my dreams and memories. Every time I see your beautiful manipulating face I shutter. Like a second chance at a lost lover, because thats what you are. You dance a waltz of catastrophy in my mind all by your lonesome. I waiting for the day to dance with you again, even if it means my demise and defeat. May I have this dance!?!
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walkinonwater3:
I mean I've moved on so its cool now.
aeterna:
And thank you for the friend request!