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The endI thought you were the spark I need, the fiery fire that burns with in. I thought you were the dying passion of lust and desire, the addiction that I need, want, loved. I could have sworn you were the poison that filled my lungs, killed every organ in my body and take every breathe I take. You were suppose to be a tumour in the heart and kill every cell day by day, night by night hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second. But your not, you were suppose to take my breath away with every word you say, everything you do and every movement you take. You were supposed to make my heart jump in my stomach, allow it to churn with in. but you’re none of those things. I thought you were supposed to be this but your not, it’s not the same anymore. I feel like my feelings for you have gone dead, and there’s nothing you could do, say, think, move, breath, or et to bring it back to life it has been buried underground with the rest of my feelings.
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