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Jun 03, 2004 16:12

How can this be?
I breath you
taste you
live you
miss you.
Yet my existance is still not worthy of your acknowledgment. What a sweet reward it would be to claim you as mine. Through your eyes I am nothing more than another face in the crowd. If only you could glance through mine. It'd be as if you were constantly staring into a mirror. As self inflicted as it seems, I confess, you're the only person I want to see every minute... of every hour... of every day. I've broken my fair share of hearts in the past... maybe this is just cupid's way of torturing me.

[This pain I feel in seeing your happiness when you just talk to him may as well be a dagger in my heart and a taste of the finest wine in the world all at once. Seeing your picture makes my heart skip a beat. But I guess I need you like I need a bullet in my head... which may not be what I need, but exactly what I want.]


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