she tried to lift them up
it seems tho..he didn't care to fall
as if her helping
was more a burden than a relief
it's over
she wished they'd begun again
empty inside...
avoiding the cliched vocal flaws
her holding on...as he lets go....
as did she when he held me
the secrets he protects
in fear of losing her...but where are they now
if not lost......
or screaming to run far away from him
wishing she could forget the disappointment
the hopes she had ..because he said he loved her
and would always....
another man lie
no surprises please
her happiness lies not in his arms, or the smell of his breath
but rather the realm of nothing...
as he lives on in her little bubble
she longs to embrace death.
nothing compares to him.
the last man to have her heart against her will.
he make true love seem false.
and she enjoys every second of it
