Sunday, 9 June 2013
08:08:26 AM (GMT)
If I could feel what I should, I'd be feeling it for you.
Instead I'm plagued by the knowledge that I am missing something.
Like the guilt is hidden behind a pane of frosted glass, and however much I try, I
just can't break through.
I'm sorry for what I did, what I've done, what I will do again.
Despite what I lack, I know that.
I'm still yours and you're still mine.
We're one edge, one being.
A sphere- connected, but the void is still there.
It rests in our center, pulling at our strings.
It's ok, I can pull yours back if you pull mine.
We're a trapeze, a balancing act; circus freaks for the world to see, but to us it's
The course of true love never did run smooth
His knowledge lives on, you know that better than I.
And we shall endure too.
When we're together our shadows are one, and there are no shadows without brightness,
and no light without black shade.
Last edited: 12 June 2013