I miss you, and that's all that I can say,
I don't understand why I still feel this way,
it's been so long, it's been more than a year,
yet life without you's still my greatest fear.

But you are happy, so I'll leave you be,
you deserve to be happy, and there's no need for me.

For every inch of her smile that her lips move, she makes my heart skip a beat, the way she bats her eye, that angel silences the demon in me.She makes me thank GOD for every mistake that I made coz they led me to her.!!
Everytime that she looks at me,I stare in an unblinking fashion and delve deeper into her,to the realms of an unseen parallel world and get the secrets of her…things that she rather not have any one know…yet somehow in an unspoken way, she allows me into her.. With every look that we exchange, I see more than her outer physical beauty. I undress her soul in a way that it want to be undressed, kiss by kiss I cover her tiny infinities, touch her heart in a way that her heart shivers and moans with pain and pleasure…and when she finally feels what I want her to feel, I make love to her consciousness.
With every inch of her that I touch, she shows me how much she has been longing for someone to touch her in a way that she feels secured, to care for her and love her in a way that she feels like a princess…
As I keep sinking into her, she lets me pass more into herself… she doesn’t push me away, she pulls me closer. She doesn’t restrict my desire to hold her closer, she hold my hands and presses me to her heart. I keep falling for her, living each moment inside her soul, trying to reach for heart, knowing very well that with every passing second of this moment, I am never gonna be able to crawl out of her..
Hers was a heart of wax that wanted to be melted and mine were words that had the warmth to  weld her heart to mine. She was a soul that was thirsty for a drop of affection and my heart was an ocean of love that would drown her in all the passion that she could ask for…Her heart was cold with lack of faith, with the embers from the ashes of love dying and I had the arms that would wrap her up and  pull her so close to my heart that just a spark of the fire of passion and love, burning inside my heart, for her, would make her wanna snuggle up in my arms forever… and I would quietly put my head on her chest and sleep…
Once she let me hold her so close to me and now she is surprised by how much I need to be with her, wrapped in her arms!!

We're the kind of mess people see as art
We have flaws people see as curves and edges
We have scars that remind people of our defeat, pain and struggles
We're a map of everything we've been through

Make me
Beg
Until
I
Explode,
Lay your head
Down,
When I
Grow
Old.
Love me until I
Love myself.
Wanting
You to do
This
Noone else.

pale skin,
empty eyes,
shattered hearts,
lonely lives