I thought that was love.
Thought
I thought that was love.
Choices In Life
There are choices in life - arbitrary comforts or a hope capable of anything. Pretending to live or be happy with everything ahead.
Desperate Way
Consumed by thoughts so badly I ache. I love in a desperate way.
Horror Of That Moment
There was no wound, no visible bruise, but the horror of that moment had me in despair.
Slow Drift
That strange, slow drift apart creeping and intangible. It's gradual, but you know, the relationship is undead. Tottering forward without warmth, or soul, or pulse.
No Man But You
There's only you, there was no man but you. Maybe that's the problem.
Happy
"Happy" isn't what she hoped it would be, love is a mystery - desire a depth haunted by inevitable imperfections.
Decision To Stay
I can see light peek from beneath my soul. Look here. I'm trying to say I made the decision to stay.
Misanthropist’s Heaven
A misanthropist's heaven: my heart sheltered by my perseverance not to allow anyone to walk in.
More Than Life
I love more than life itself.
