die stress caused by old lovers, that remind me of heart ache.
unlike the deceased i feel your touch soothing me like a mother, to her new born.
with every lie i morn forgiveness this relationship is unhealthy.
die agony from lost words our conversations are uneasy, you lie to me instead of the truth.
i have to bury us and what was once shared. even though im living prof of excactly what love can do if its not with someone who cares about you.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
die stress caused by old lovers, that remind me of heart ache.
unlike the deceased i feel your touch soothing me like a mother, to her new born.
with every lie i morn forgiveness this relationship is unhealthy.
die agony from lost words our conversations are uneasy, you lie to me instead of the truth.
i have to bury us and what was once shared. even though im living prof of excactly what love can do if its not with someone who cares about you.