your beauty
Your beauty ruptures these thin paper walls that surround my heart...
when I am near you I almost feel as if that void in my heart is finally filled...
But I dont even love myself yet...
How can I claim to love someone else?
It is not fair to you nor I to make such a fallacious claim...
My wounds will take way longer than that to heal.
The true test of love is whether you can wait for me to recover, or whether the warped hands of the clock push you away...
Goodbye my dear, sleep well
when I am near you I almost feel as if that void in my heart is finally filled...
But I dont even love myself yet...
How can I claim to love someone else?
It is not fair to you nor I to make such a fallacious claim...
My wounds will take way longer than that to heal.
The true test of love is whether you can wait for me to recover, or whether the warped hands of the clock push you away...
Goodbye my dear, sleep well