We're friends still.
After everything...
Tangled within a noose of thorns, spiteful...
come to mourn...
Cracked marble tops
tell tales of conversation...
Our love;
was like that of a bright red rose...
You hurt me once shame on you
You hurt me twice shame on me...
About to leave for a run,
shutting the door...
Like a waterfall my sweet, I fall frequently
into the painful pleasure your love bestows me...
Waist-deep in thought-
myriad tears fall...
It holds me together,
Yet tears me apart...
I can feel my body
Slowly shutting down...
Her memories consume,
With her feelings of shame...
I thought I was okay
But now I know I'm not...