Mary-janedoe

I was never worth… Was I?

When I saw him as he was talking to a friend my body froze and another piece of me died. All the progress I had made to move on had vanished my face my body froze with the cold wind. A small hope of light and guilt and innocence and huge flash of lust and love ran through me. He had few changes but when he connected with my eyes for that brief second I saw you those high dark cheek bones, sharp shaped chin, and those eyes of uniqueness, the hair, the cloths, the flannel and his shaped lips. For that second I feel in love with his image your image. He blinked I remembered the hurt he opened his eyes and the passion I felt that one night I fell for you under the star of a small street sign. Those were just seconds he looked away and it all vanished. Then the half of me screamed prove them slap them trash all their names. They’ve given you a name as crazy and psychotic for no reason you don’t don’t need one. I knew your sick mind an you knew mine yet you knew the truth but you choose the lies. Then my conscious screams your mind is in no need of more dirt time is time and them you will relies. I warn I scream I curse if I ever dedicate anything to you isn’t cause I’m calling back for you or still longing for you, but because your damage and the damage I caused you has pushed me to make it this far and keep going… Funkkit I’ll probably still trash all, you Toodles.