drizzle
drizzle
pour
i told him.
he knows.
i guess thats why hes in here right now.
"so?"
"not today at least, please"
"i told you and i hoped you understood"
your scary when you get mad. i should know by now, but i love it too much.
your hand around my neck. making red marks that will soon turn purple.
you lowly calling me names that will make me forget my own into my ears.
my fresh tears rolling down to your cold cold hands.
i love it too much.
"you better stay in your place since you what we're capable of, what i'm capable of."
how could i ever forget.
