As another year passed, another year taking away paths and textures never to be known again...
I could honestly feel my heart drying up a little, hope already gone.
Love won't save this place, this person.
And the things that will, I don't know if I'll be able to pull them off.
Right now the pain that should be gone by now was still able to numb me down if I went too close when looking at.
I'm blessed -still- with a great memory and I am cursed all the same.
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