…the sunset. That’s what she called him. Because he was the darkness that evaded us.
“Do you even know what we want?” She shouted at me while I was washing the stove off. “We want distance” we are apoplectic next to the other.
… the cold wet steps from the length of the shower to the bedroom, every steamy step met the floor in it’s own place. Sometimes getting put in an inescapable position can really hurt some one.
We all look for wardrobes. Somewhere we can find another world in, even if it is just momentary. We could all go far with our heart. Love, is all I want.
She took a diamond ring, that was how I convinced her.
She stopped following me… sooner than later. She walked away, escaped, this was the one I knew would stay.
I couldn’t learn how to forgive myself, that was the worst. I couldn’t take one step in front of the other to see how broken the nest really was, and there probably not anyone there by his side.
She thinks she was broke…
She was wrong… we were broken.
As if the fluctuating of our pulses will find us home, our melody was silent, but sang to the highest heavens.
The idea that was you walking back.
She will break you. The same way she broke me.