you set my soul alight.
but of course, people won't pour till they start bleeding. i am bleeding right now. i tried so hard for myself, for us, but what for? i leave you with an excerpt from the past. i wrote it for no one special but it means so much to me right now.
"tonight. the light. the bending roads and the moon. cloudy skies from every ends. the way you held me from way up there. reaching speed from down below. it was almost perfect. nothingness. your blatant expression. you said this is just a game. and we should be nothing less than happy. you taught me to be selfish. and made it seem okay not to respond. every word to every rhythm. every song you sing to me. you're like an answer to my prayers. the calmness to my nerves, the pain to my pleasure. still you said it was okay. it was okay not to love. because this is just a game. and if it makes us nothing. nothing less than happy. you will give and give and give. and expect nothing in return."
"tonight. the light. the bending roads and the moon. cloudy skies from every ends. the way you held me from way up there. reaching speed from down below. it was almost perfect. nothingness. your blatant expression. you said this is just a game. and we should be nothing less than happy. you taught me to be selfish. and made it seem okay not to respond. every word to every rhythm. every song you sing to me. you're like an answer to my prayers. the calmness to my nerves, the pain to my pleasure. still you said it was okay. it was okay not to love. because this is just a game. and if it makes us nothing. nothing less than happy. you will give and give and give. and expect nothing in return."