Friday, November 13, 2009
The higher you climb
The harder you fall
It seems like forever
But the fall is short and sweet
Two words are all that's needed
Your lips whisper them into my ear
And my heart is torn into pieces
My blood and tears make a puddle
But what's lost can never be recovered
Hence I lie on the floor
Waiting for the repercussion

I hate you by the way
--sad life at 4:56 AM