Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Tell me.

Is love only sweeter when one of us dies?

My mind is sinking into the black, frictionless nothing, little soft sea breeze blowing in through the broken windows, running and playing its silky fingers on my ashen skin. My eyes fixated on the sky, they stay and frown upon only me. You drift silently into me, like burning rods of steel, pressed tight against at every inch of my body as I drop down onto my bended knees, weak, unable to speak. Lightly, I feel the ghost of you slowly wrapping me within the warmth that felt ever so kind and beautiful, so tangible, I just wanted to die right at the spot. The winds then started to rumble, the waves crashing against the solid walls, breaking them apart, leaving me naked under the frightening sky. All alone, you were gone, again, somewhere between the scattered rocks, or drowned by the incessant waves. How much longer must I wait again?

You must be wondering what the heck is that. I don't know either. SPLIT LIPS result! *emo switch turned off*

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