Here
I would rather be in this place,
being without her laughter is similar to dying slowly from AIDS,
exactly like suffering from the bubonic plague,
like living in darkness, never experience the warmth of the day,
nothing is as awful as hearing her say,
“I don’t love you too,”
which is why doing whatever is the easiest task to do,
especially if it means continuing being in this place…
being without her laughter is similar to dying slowly from AIDS,
exactly like suffering from the bubonic plague,
like living in darkness, never experience the warmth of the day,
nothing is as awful as hearing her say,
“I don’t love you too,”
which is why doing whatever is the easiest task to do,
especially if it means continuing being in this place…
this hurts. to read this and to feel this piece, hurts me.
Why does this piece hurt, its about finding a women you never want to lose... I thought it was flattering, damn, I'm way off!