Jun 05, 2005 22:44
in order to touch one's heart, you must practically kill them first.
i wanted to put my hands around your ventricles and love you harder.
in order to clasp the life inside someone, you must at the same time crush it. and you will.
to love him is to kill him.
and, officer, see, that's just what happened.
honestly, now.
please, understand.
when we were kids we thought we were such rebels at the grocery store, entering through the exit door.
now, we're grown and you think you're better on your own. you don't feel guilty for doing coke anymore.
and she shouted "if i can't trust you, how can i love you?!"
he never answered. [maybe he thought it was a rhetorical question.]
but she did anyway.
(wow, all of this sounded a lot better when i thought of it earlier. i had it worded much better.)