Tuesday, October 7, 2014

I Wish You A Long Life, Though.

Your love must've made me sick to give me the idea you wished to stay by my side.
Your love is in luck; I wish nothing more than to keep our hearts as far as those who are meant to be with wish to seperate. The promises that were unspoken were still there, and my heart thought that it was almost broken when, truth be told, it stayed there; frozen in time. I hope you find eternal happiness the night you join the future bed come to be known as your grave, for that will be the only time from which my heart will choose not to ache. 

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