Even though I'm totally over him I can't help thinking, my mind's too thin. For this kind of data to analyze into A simple equation, even my knowledge can't do. Was I really so horrible at my solution? Just to fall and never come to a conclusion? Broken was the result of my fall. I though I knew something beautiful. I restricted the mush feeling from my zone. Oh so better off alone. Aquaintance is all he is and will ever be. Too decieved to even see. Betrayed and slashed. Cutt and I crashed. Although I shouldn't beat. Myself, all I ask for is that heat. Of passion in which I'm longed for. How come there was nothing ever more?
Sit Back And Paint · Wed Jan 31, 2007 @ 01:15am · 0 Comments |