She Burns Just Like A Old Flame

Apr 29, 2006 16:41

She smiles and we chat and the beast in my stomach roars. It twists and it growls and it bites. But I smiles and laugh. And she holds my heart in my hands, the blood dripping down her wrist. She wipes it away with a napkin, i try to cover the hole in my chest.

This is my new boyfriend
she says

I laugh through the tears, my hands shaking as she take one and puts her hand on mind. I crumble, my remains spreading out over the cafe floor, mixing with the dust and grime, sliding into nothingness. I look up again, seeing the happiness in her eyes. And I smile, a real smile.

You'll love him, he's just like you.
she says

I break
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