Post by oOFoxxyDeannaOo on Oct 26, 2004 3:23:14 GMT -5
Sometimes it's just too damn much. I cant even hear you speak to me, just vacant whispers politely brushing against my ears the way you would bring chills to my soul. Bitterley I watch time pass over the mountains in there rythmic motions. Staring at the stars was never more blissful than it was with you by my side, to understand and to confront all that we held unpure. I can no longer run, tomorrow was alway just an excuse to wait.
