Post by xunpredictablel on May 21, 2010 20:20:17 GMT -5
|Title| more like her
|rating| idk. be safe, pg13.
did i promise you too much?
the singleness of my love -
i swore to you i could hold it,
hold you in my arms.
did i taste you far too much?
even the fact that it was mutual sickens me.
i swore to reach out and beg for you
but now i can't even feel you.
did i feel the pain that you did?
did the words tumble from your throat like a hurricane?
nature, wrecking itself, bittersweet redemption.
bittersweet destruction.
did i rely on you too much?
you were my rock and my hope, my
only hope through the darkness.
i swore i could feel your arms in the dark.
did it really just hit me?
that you're gone, gone. that you might not be coming back?
i've always said i've wasted so much time, so many
memories to turn into hatred.
did i just get too scared?
now i'll wander aimlessly, listlessly, like your eyes
when they'll hit her face.
is there a her? because there's no other he.
could i touch you one last time?
could we lay together, one last, bitter,
sweet, time? could i reach out and touch you,
kiss your lips and taste you?
did you really end it like this?
without an eye in my direction
left me to my own devices
to hate myself in my utter self… destruction?
|rating| idk. be safe, pg13.
did i promise you too much?
the singleness of my love -
i swore to you i could hold it,
hold you in my arms.
did i taste you far too much?
even the fact that it was mutual sickens me.
i swore to reach out and beg for you
but now i can't even feel you.
did i feel the pain that you did?
did the words tumble from your throat like a hurricane?
nature, wrecking itself, bittersweet redemption.
bittersweet destruction.
did i rely on you too much?
you were my rock and my hope, my
only hope through the darkness.
i swore i could feel your arms in the dark.
did it really just hit me?
that you're gone, gone. that you might not be coming back?
i've always said i've wasted so much time, so many
memories to turn into hatred.
did i just get too scared?
now i'll wander aimlessly, listlessly, like your eyes
when they'll hit her face.
is there a her? because there's no other he.
could i touch you one last time?
could we lay together, one last, bitter,
sweet, time? could i reach out and touch you,
kiss your lips and taste you?
did you really end it like this?
without an eye in my direction
left me to my own devices
to hate myself in my utter self… destruction?