Movies, Music and Musings
I **** my time with you.
Still,
Whenever I go to that parallel universe,
I can't help but think of YOU.
Your movies,
Your Music,
Your words were my musings.
Now, I am left with just some hazy memories.
They seem to fade away slowly,
But, I grab them tightly and cage them again.
This is the freedom I despise.
I strangle my last chance of moving on.
Sigh, I have a collection of dismantled almosts.
And this is where I live.
And this is where I shall die.