This desolation pains me. My heart feels an absence that is merely indescribable. There is no panacea to alleviate the pain or loss. Even though you are here, you are not. You are like a phantom with motives not entirely known. I wonder what I have done. Is it because I am troubled? That I cannot help. I was broken long before you existed in my realm. You are too far gone. I cannot rope you back in. I am another victim of cataclysmic love. Even though I lay next to you....Our love is long distance.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
You know I'm not dead I'm just the tears inside your head.
This desolation pains me. My heart feels an absence that is merely indescribable. There is no panacea to alleviate the pain or loss. Even though you are here, you are not. You are like a phantom with motives not entirely known. I wonder what I have done. Is it because I am troubled? That I cannot help. I was broken long before you existed in my realm. You are too far gone. I cannot rope you back in. I am another victim of cataclysmic love. Even though I lay next to you....Our love is long distance.
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I can't tell you how hard this was for me to read. I felt as if it was something I had wrote myself. All I can tell you is; you're not alone.
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(Ride, from SG)