My feelings haven’t changed or gone away
They just hurt now
That’s why I can’t
Because they hurt
And when I see you they come flooding in like theDead Seaupon the Egyptian army
Breaking bones and suffocating lives
And when you aren’t around
They become nothing more than radical memories of a time when we were slaves to love
I keep coming back to this
I keep coming back to this one . this one haunts some part of Me deep inside .
when it all clicks together I'll let you know what I've turned it into ? lol
great piece !
but something in it drives me mad
like a itch you can't reach to scratch
~ D D ~
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
:) thanks love
sorry it haunts you and also I am glad that it reaches something in you whihc is hidden, there is something nice about the things we push down coming up and being let out of us :)
Much Love
Ashley