at the end of the day she removes her shield and all that's left is a **** face with a broken heart and shattered dreams and even though she can cry freely without the burden of running black and blue eyes she doesn't because even without her disguise she still acts as if the veil was never removed
Every time I see you It's like a wake up call To the facts To that I'm not so special To the truth The sobering reality That no matter how much I like you No matter that To put it frankly I might even say I love you That my feelings are true Truer than any other emotions along the same lines I've ever had But in the end Every time Every single ******* time My insides sink Like the Titanic I hit a massive bulk of hard, frozen ice In my heart And what floats to the surface Is balloon poppingly Blood drainingly Horrifyingly Empty
Scent is tied to memory too strongly for my liking. Yet I remain naked and unwashed hoping your scent still permeates through. I want to revert back with you to that prehistoric era.
My love for you is like the ocean tides. No matter how many times it gets sent away when the shore needs to be alone for a while, My love will always be there to come back and wash over you.