No amount of voice chats can not take away the feeling I need. You are all I need to talk to and want to talk to. Friends from the past are making my mind hazy on what I want. My silence is distance, and my distance will continue to grow if my silence grows. Distancing myself as I'm finishing my school and only having 1 year of college after. License in hand soon and car next, I have the ability to run from myself. I LOVE YOU! My heart I surrendered years ago, yet now its existence is almost fully faded, never to come back. For all I feel is pain with out your embrace. Each tattoo I give myself and get will represent the pain I feel and the love I have for disappearing extents it's hand for hells fires blue flames grown larger in my chest. My heart is on fire, yet my head and heart craves your attention. You are my heroin and I am your addict. I love you, and know you do, but I am a broken book, DAMNED TO REPEAT HIS SELF LIFE AFTER LIFE DYING FOR SAME PERSON OVER AND OVER AGAIN! But I will do so with a smile and willingly. For once he lets me go the book finally ends along with him.
YOU ARE READING
His embrace threw his presence.
PoetryForbidden and shunned down upon by society's I am but a freak. But how can love be so dangerous if it is with the same as me.
