there was nothing i could say to you
that would make you stay and leave here-
stay with me.
there was nothing i could say-
but there you were- with me- so in love
that the passion burnt you-
burned you and you had to have more-
had to feel more-
just once last kiss before you left me to be with her-
her- the one thing that was safe to you-
she felt like home-
while i was a fire to you- while i was the reason for life for you-
you were too unsteady
to want a love like that-
that could end
and end your life.
-a.
Monday, August 18, 2008
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