The first anniversary is the one,
That tradition says is paper...
(My version of a response to a poem called...
You say that love is forever...
My soul was in the devils hold,
And I saw the world so dim and cold...
She was laying silently awaiting death,
When he came along and renewed her breath...
Black sky turned to blue
My heart just blow...
I was just thinking
I was so scared...
Love is pure
Love is sweet...
I miss the warmth of your body heat
From the clothes you wear...
Last night I was dreaming
I saw You...
You're so not doing this again!
You won't respond to his messages...
My mind and my heart now share the same dream
it's simple its of you and me...
I will not leave.
A horrid thought...