Jun 22, 2008 03:42
This is a problem.
This is a big problem.
I can't handle it.
I thought I could.
When you kiss him,
when he kisses you...
Then you come to my couch and say "I just want to go to bed..."
When you're handicapped, and he's trying to put you to bed...
That's not fair, miss. It's not fair.
But my love, my love won't stray me from you... as irresponsible as it seems, as it is.
I'm in this purgatory, in between heaven and hell, you are my heaven and you are my hell.
I crave this and loathe it, and you're completely, and unintentionally, in the middle of it all.
I never wanted this, and you certainly didn't... and so I'll leave as soon as possible.
I love it all.
And I'll leave it all...
Just give me time.