She was perfect… was she perfect? For me, perhaps.
The same morals, more important than anything. Now mine
faded, hers stronger than ever. So I save it for her? Do I explore this dark
path? Does it even matter? Fetch me my noose…
Her beauty, second to none, I find it stunning and breathtaking, choke, no oxygen here, … well, that is a lie,
as im prone to tell.
Im sure this is no love, or perhaps it is. I don’t know, nor
do I think I want to. Is it best to forget? Lest we forget the best of times. So
few and far between the lines
She doesn’t share these feelings, that much is obvious, I burned
that bridge ages ago, and yet I carry the ashes within my urn of bone and
regret.
This sucks
Fuck this
End this
Do i?
No… im not friend to such weakness…. Not yet
I write to release…
But no amount of word can uncage, unchain, unbreak my heart…
Say you love me…..?
Hah…
I laugh for I know the truth and there is no such empathy lying
in your chest.
I miss it…
You…
Im sorry…
I babble and ramble on… I shall continue at a later date, if
my heart beats, my blood runs, and my mind allows such to move forward…
If it ends tonight… know I loved you all, and every instance
of hate and rudeness was merely temporary.
Love is all we have…
A Good morrow, it shall be whether the weather shines on me,
warm or cold…
It is too early to make sense of all of this….
I love all.
Goodbye
For now?....
Evermore,
<3
