Friday, 27 February 2015



XXLove letters

 

 

When only your lines are missing,

 

The telephone is ringing,

It doesn’t fill the void,

It doesn’t disturb heart beating,

I need one minute and twenty five seconds,

To reassure myself,

To realize that I don’t have a heart,

In the place of a heart I have a huge clot,

Pain is the best sower,

 

I made a decision brimming with words snobs,

Ten months and five days ago,

A few passing out throbs,

My selfish side slapped me across the face,

We were one part of the plot,

Pride can be crystal meth,

My eyes brimmed with fearful tears,

 

It is the rightest decision I’ve ever made in my life,

I decided to say ‘no’,

I decided to move on,

 To regret, to forbid, to end and to start,

Not to mention that we loved each other,

If we could call it love,

I decided to be reborn and to grow,

 

I put a key into the lock,

My cold place has been waiting,

Thank you for your present,

It doesn’t talk,

Buds have been looking down,

I take a bouquet,

Flowers are never guilty,

 

What would we do without Lucifer, baby?

I have a shortcoming polluting my soul,

I never forget,

I never forgive,

Love is cigarette burns  to my senses,

My revenge is on a diet,

You always act like a child,

My anger is a wicked dwarf,

 

  When love is dying,

It always looks great on you and me,

Dying love always suits us,

One night you will fake regret,

I will pretend that we never met,

I loved you for all that I felt,

Every time I was around you.

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