Blank stares...
Dark glares...
Desperate sighs...
We both know what we love each other… we both know how we feel and we both know the deal.
It just cannot last.
He is running game
She doesn’t play fair.
There are doubts both in our minds… but about this we have to be sure. If we never see each other again… both know that we loved one another… we can no longer explain how we feel… we are too afraid. The relationship is too fragile. We are running the opposite ways trying not to continue to get hurt.
We are both thinking about the times…
After the arguments… "I Love You"
After all the good times…. "I Love You"
After all the bad times… "I Love You"
All the "Love You’s" were wasted…
We are killing ourselves for our love… and we are both walking away for that very reason.
We are in black because the love is dead. We are mourning our love.
This is dead... this is our Love's Funeral.
-D♥
2 comments:
Damn Desi that was DEEP. All i want to know is where the Repass will be held because I heard that the key to a broken heart is a great meal..The question is ARE YOU HUNGRY YET?
That was good I really like the writing.
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