stories of flawless love and devotion
but they, they my darling have nothing on what i feel for you.
i love you, i love you so much it hurts to breath sometimes.
sometimes i wonder if you know the intensity of my emotions for you.
do you feel it when i smile against your lips,
oh your lips, i can write songs about them,
the same lips that give me life, the same lips that take my very will to live away from me.
everything about you is a paradox.
its like being stuck in a blue box, through time,
but standing still,
when you smile at me, and its frozen in place.
do you know what you do to me,
do you know, that when i look at you, i see everything, and nothing all at once,
i think you do, i think you feel the same way...
i know you do,
because you are not the only one who walked in on a pool of blood and had to make undying promises of love.
i love you when you are like that.
when you love me so much it hurts to open my eyes.
love me until i cry,
when you sit there, with my heart in your hands, and you stroke it, so gently, so...so you..
and then you hold it tighter, and then you squeeze some more,
and you can see, you can see your nails dig into it.
you can see those little wounds,
and you can see my tears...flowing, faster than the blood in your hands,
but i will never ask you to stop,
you know this, and you wont stop
please don't stop.
because you love me.
and i love you, you know that...you hold it against me, that i feel this way about you, that i know i cannot live without you..
touch me here, kiss me there...break me a little more,
but its okay, because when its all said and done, your lips that kill me, save me.
when the lights are too bright and the shards too sharp, you stroke me tender, so soft..so you..yes, satin laces around my neck,
yes, crimson tears on your skin
yes, sunlit corridors and the smell of peaches.
love me forever,
ask you of this, because i know,
i will love you beyond death.
eeeehh. i CANNOT WRITE ANGST.
happy freaking valentines motherfuckers
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