Sunday

01.

and there was a

heart in my throat and deep abyss in my chest. there's just something wrong with this picture. maybe it's the fact that everything seems peaches and cream until they tell you otherwise. kind of like when you realize you have a cut and only then does it start to hurt. ouch. maybe it's the fact that love might have gotten it wrong or maybe the fact that he's not gone. maybe it's the fact that i never intended it to end up like this and her words are breaking me. maybe it's the fact that she might be out for revenge or the fact that i'm running and going nowhere.

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I told you to leave me alone.
I told you i told you I told



just go

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