2011-03-21

last chance

it is cold. I am leaving. c forced my ankles to stay for an hour. too numb to feel the fire near my lips, too distracted to hear the screams. is this for real?


just like he sang - every gun you held went off, therefore I have to leave you know. meanwhile the others is counting your breaths, we were never enough..

4 comments:

  1. mm..this is mysterious but beautiful..

    ReplyDelete
  2. you write words that taste like candy.

    ReplyDelete
  3. amazing, amazing, amazing.
    xox

    ReplyDelete
  4. we were never enough... :')

    endlessly beautiful, but still pricks my heart... i love you :) hope all is well.

    ReplyDelete