Saturday, May 15, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The night was blurry but the pain was beyond unforgettable.
You had this willing desire for love and sex but you knew in your heart that you couldn't have both. And so, you picked your poison and though the pain still haunts me today;
I couldn't thank you enough for that night.
Posted by secondhand_smoke at 10:41 PM
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
I mean, look at him.
He never really had much but that kid had one hell of a heart.
He rarely spoke but he could have written soliloquies in his sleep. But he'll never sleep again because he had left his only dream for you and tonight,
Like any other night, he'll be awake.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Yes. We were ugly and maybe even a disaster but yes, we were in love.
And how could your heart possibly had felt any differently from mine because the line you've drawn in between boundaries were crossed and these walls that you've put up were torn down. Only leaving us to be naked, allowing our imperfections to swim in everything that we dream to be perfect.
Right now, I don't know who you love or who you pretend to be but I rather die ugly and at least know who I love, who I still love.
It's you and it always had been.
Posted by secondhand_smoke at 5:30 PM