strangeriknowwell

This is my final goodbye. So long to the hard heart boys My much loved escapes.. Forget all the months we spent living in the moment. Now all that is long past. I'm taking off this mask, I can't seem to let go. No longer will words of help spring from the lips of our heart-shaped forked tongues. No more will the good override the bad. Never again will we laugh together, as one. We will never love like this again. Goodbye old friends, So long, lost friends. It's sad to see you go, But I know I will feel nostalgic for the rest of my days If I do no part from the memories now. Maybe you'll remember.. How we we used to cherish e

He sits and waits for the call. No one in the structure besides himself, he feels alone. Staring around at the scattered memories of what once was. Realizing that's all they had become. Just memories. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his heart beating ever slower with each passing minute. He wants to live in the moment but finds himself incapable of moving. Every second seems slower as his heart comes to a definitive halt. His body falls forward, landing amongst the pills strewn across the floor. No more heartache. No more worry. And no one cares. No one but her. The phone rings next to the unmoving figure, signaling a call he hadn't b

Hearts beat faster.Together as one, or so they think. One emotion overrides the rest. But it is not true, as much as they kid themselves. Sorrow and pity take over as the bruises being to appear, every fiber of that emotion unravels into something quite the opposite. She takes it with a heavy heart, allowing her body to be broken time and time again. No one sees nor cares what he does. "It's only love.." The red lines begin to creep over the blues and yellows, covering his scars with her own. Love for nothing. Love for anything. The wish for love that once was. This love is dead. She runs from pain, as the realization comes. Horror stricken