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September 5, 2008
To my only one,

I hate the way you crawl back to my nerves up to my head. I hate how you can still squeeze my heart the blood that once had flown freely in my soul. The blood that once gave me life and the love that I have ever wanted, now trying to break free from that small part in my heart where I am trying to contain them. They’ve come up to my throat, choking me with loneliness again. I am missing you. I hope you still care but can you even still see me?

Still yours,