Beautiful disaster...

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out.. even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Day 2 of this incessant inner conflict. I ask myself to what end will I continue to bleed such pain and such passion in one? It's almost two a.m. and my brain won't stop attempting to change what I feel in my heart...

I don't understand why I feel so strongly about it. Why my fingertips won't let it slip this time. Why I still have hope in a seemingly hopeless situation. Why I believe I'll change your mind. Why I think maybe it's still meant to be...

This is killing me inside...how does someone get so under your skin that you can longer get them out?

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Tearless grief bleeds inwardly. ~Christian Nevell Bovee

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