The words don't do anything to me anymore,
Not a metaphor not a simile, nothing.
I do not care for your descriptions of beauty,
Nor lust nor eternity.
The words don't do anything to me anymore,
It is not my choice, your words cannot flood my heart
as the walls have been sealed shut, no more trespassers.
I did love you once.
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 10:00 AM UTC
The words don't do anything to me anymore,
Not a metaphor not a simile, nothing.
I do not care for your descriptions of beauty,
Nor lust nor eternity.
The words don't do anything to me anymore,
It is not my choice, your words cannot flood my heart
as the walls have been sealed shut, no more trespassers.
I did love you once.