I just want to keep on calling his name, screaming that me leaving him was nothing compared to him forgetting me.
I want to go to him,
Cause seeing him with someone else being happy is my misery,
I want to tell him that i can't keep on being like this.
I might go crazy without him,
He's my safe haven, the one who will make me sane everytime that i feel like being insane.
He's the one i like , he's the beautiful rose but some dangerous thing i want. So forbidden but i like the thrill he can give me everytime i'm with him.
It's so ironic how i don't want him to hurt me, when here i am craving for him, my danger.
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The Magic Shop
Historia CortaExpressing ones love for her idols. Just for fun. Republished because i'm a lazy ass psycho.
