by jerri Jan 29, 2011
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
I sit in the darkness and I hope that he will return I want to love him but she came and now I have to sit and watch us burn. I watch the picture of us, it burns so bright and when it crumbles to ashes I still see his face in the light. Only there is a problem... she is there and her hand is in his I want to love him, but she had to ruin our last kiss. So I sit in the darkness, a picture in hand, I watch it burn, I watch it crumbled to ashes only this time it isnt his face, it is hers and it feels so good to watch her burn to ashes. |