Nov 13, 2007 11:09
Impasse.
I cannot ask, and I cannot bear. Its impasse. Though i can't find the solace in my sphere, on yours the King and Queen will be happy with you again. Im sure everything will flow back to normal, and in a twist of time you'll never know that I mussed the quietness of your existance. A minor memory, a gentle reverie.
Its hard to breathe, you know, and my vision is getting blurry. Im not strong enough to smile through it, and not weak enough to let you see. Who would have known I could feel like this. Who knew it could break like this.
Impasse.
And even though, I still love you.