The things he said made no difference
She had no idea where her heart was and told him as much
He said he would be her hero and save her
So he put in blood and sweat!
To show her how much he loved her
She drew on, kept on drawing until he became drained.
That was the only way she knew how.
He asked for a lifeline, sustenance of some sort,
He was gone too deep, he needed her to pour into him.
She didn't know how to, so she drew on the little left
Until she drained him of his very essence and still she drew on
....... then there was nothing left........
Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 9:26 AM UTC
The things he said made no difference
She had no idea where her heart was and told him as much
He said he would be her hero and save her
So he put in blood and sweat!
To show her how much he loved her
She drew on, kept on drawing until he became drained.
That was the only way she knew how.
He asked for a lifeline, sustenance of some sort,
He was gone too deep, he needed her to pour into him.
She didn't know how to, so she drew on the little left
Until she drained him of his very essence and still she drew on
....... then there was nothing left........
No matter how hard you try, if it's the wrong one....you will end up broken!!
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