liquid love poured from
seeping fissures.
And she tasted his every moment.
He gave his essence so she could
linger within a lifetime of memoires.
And she saw every pain of his existence.
Within her tears were reflections of his
momentary happiness with her.
Knowing she would drain his pain away.
"*To collect the pain of another
is to know the true emotions
of what its like to live within there anguish*"
We only know those we love truly by tasting
the dirt left behind in there footsteps.
Everyone has prints in the past wished brushed away.
Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 4:04 PM UTC
liquid love poured from
seeping fissures.
And she tasted his every moment.
He gave his essence so she could
linger within a lifetime of memoires.
And she saw every pain of his existence.
Within her tears were reflections of his
momentary happiness with her.
Knowing she would drain his pain away.
"*To collect the pain of another
is to know the true emotions
of what its like to live within there anguish*"
We only know those we love truly by tasting
the dirt left behind in there footsteps.
Everyone has prints in the past wished brushed away.
