i want to communicate with you in away words are not needed. i want to be able to do that, but my abilities do not stretch that far. they shrunk when my heart shattered in two. you abilities to love and feel have not yet, you still look through the eyes of the innocent, when sadness, true sadness is not in you vocabulary.
the closest thing to feeling once again is when i see you share that connection with another, because you are taken and not by me.
the closest thing i get to feeling once again kills me on the inside and makes me praise the times where my heart is black and the drum of the beats are silent.
the closest thing I get to a feeling makes me feel one thing once again true sadness, and once again i cry myself to sleep...
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the PRICE of your KNIFE
Romantizmthese are short writings of a love affair between two people who will always love each other, but don't know it, and may never will...
