Mar 2015
are they?
or are they the disillusioned flames
of burning desire
so full of alcohol and their own thoughts
that their vanity has convinced them
that they are
when in fact they've never been
further from the happiness that they felt
when in the arms
of one they loved dearly
and who is now gone
they aren't
or are they the disillusioned flames
of burning desire
so full of alcohol and their own thoughts
that their vanity has convinced them
that they are
when in fact they've never been
further from the happiness that they felt
when in the arms
of one they loved dearly
and who is now gone
they aren't
i wrote this on a comment on twitter then loved it and felt the need to share it because i just let my fingers untangle and spill everything out and i had no hope of controlling it, but it made something pretty and i think you'll like it. you probably won't read it, in fact i know you almost certainly won't but in my heart, it's dedicated to you.
thank you for letting me into your heart and showing me how to love, albeit briefly. i'm sorry we never watched the days grow older in each others arms, i would have liked that. very much.
thank you for letting me into your heart and showing me how to love, albeit briefly. i'm sorry we never watched the days grow older in each others arms, i would have liked that. very much.
