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Truth is, I can't. I'm awake with constant thoughts. My mind, literally, never stops. In my dreams even. I once wrote 'It never fails, you'll always come back' Truth it, now that you're gone, I really, want you to come back. We talk about how, we've fallen in love. But, are you using love as security. Because you're now alone in this new little town. Thousands of miles away, from me. We talk, and we make plans, for the future, that may not come. Where will it leave me, other than sunken in depression. Yet again, because you've left me behind. Tell me I'm dreaming, and that your words will just, vanish. Pinch me, seriously, this can't be happening. What happen to my wall, my guard. You're getting under my skin, and it's tearing me apart. The thought of getting this close, just to be torn apart. Terrifies me. We talk endlessly, with no conversation, nothing by the emptiness we both feel. So awfully alone now. You've asked me to wait, but, I'm not so sure you'll hold to it. Say it's not trust. But, honestly, it's horror. I don't want my heart ripped out once more. Terrified at best is all I can give.
Muzikluver_21 · Fri Aug 15, 2008 @ 08:56am · 0 Comments |
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