This body was never mines to keep. She and I danced under the stars and loved of all the sorts. We breathed the air and tasted the Earth. What more could I ask for. We cooed and nurtured the beginning of us and witnessed the future of us. How bods become like the sierra, dry and cracked. Memories scattered and put back together like an ill structured jigsaw puzzle. She was never mines to keep. Her curves and warm flesh. Her raven hair and her bright smile. We fell in love with love and never stopped. We lived and are living. I know some day I must let her go. But she for now, is all that I wish to know.
He was like the dark, always dimming others so only the brightest can shine. He must’ve been in love with the moon and had affairs with the stars. I could hardly survive in his cold wake. But then my love came along and warmed the frost filled air. And a light shined on me showing all the colors that I bare.
I don’t sulk over lost love
I don’t cry over good byes
I can let go
So whys it so hard for me to say good bye.
I’m ready to leave
But your presence still lingers here
We had something so special
Something so true
I loved him
and still do
But i can’t live in his memories
I just want to let go
I so badly want to let go
So why can’t I let go
Are psychologist just people who can’t cope with feelings so they place labels of mental disorders for all of them?
two lovers apart. One loves the other who loves the other in the dark.
Why do I talk business with you when you have a tenancy to control my ideas? In the end your the only one talking and all my ideas are shit.