Two months seems like a life time when there is love involved, everything that took place is no
longer paining my being. But some days I do wonder why I still love her with ease. I have begun
living again but it feels brand new and lingering. sometimes I feel my honesty doesn't work my
desire for the truth will hunt me. But then I reflect and understand that its not me that have
failed but her that has insecurities within herself. She needs attention, she needs some one to
verify that she is not looking old or feeling old. Me I'm content in my skin it doesn't crack but
stays immaculate I'm torn in a city where they all seek me. She was blessed but never new. If
her faith was as true as the wind she would have understood that true love has rage when it is
tampered with the wrong way. She hide behind her lies and smile to protect her insecurity but
she know I know and will always know the truth. I was never scared of love I have always had a
hate for lies. I'm good at understanding when I'm being bull shitted but she thought she was
better at being dishonest. I play chess not checkers so my thinking cap is always active.
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RomancePassions deep, Sins is unavoidable, patience is not as easy as it seems, lies pushes you further from reality, but no matter what can not change the way you feels once your emotions get involved... He comes from a violent past and she comes from a p...
