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*VIVA VOCE.
01.11.03 @ 11:42 pm i thought i'd stop breathing, but you are my oxygen; the thing that makes me think. the sunrise excites snow-capped mountains &like all of the other beauty in my sight, it melts away. i know a boy who stole his parents' car keys late one night and killed a mother of three. &even though he got 6-9, his girlface promised to be waiting anxiously, loyaly, when he returns to her. i'm sorry, i know thats a strange way to tell you that i know we belong.. &what do you do when you can't sleep at 2 o'clock in the morning and your mind is on a rampage? it's not you i'm dying for... but i'm feeling more alone than i ever have before. stop lying to yourself i say, but i don't like to listen. &it's not me you're dying for.... no, it's not me at all anymore.. << >> SN–— M |