But you know me well, and if you read what I write, you know what lies within me. For the lines are distractions for what is in between. But, the truth lies in darkness, and it's silence never screams.
YOU ARE READING
in your absence
PuisiPerhaps I love you too little, because there is still so much you don't understand...for I crave touch, just not from your hands.
"in the warmth of your love"
But you know me well, and if you read what I write, you know what lies within me. For the lines are distractions for what is in between. But, the truth lies in darkness, and it's silence never screams.