Softy petal by petal by petal I wilt. I slowly slide into the surroundings drifting off into the secret place in your subconsious The icyness of it all takes over I succomb to you to me. My footprints buried in the snow the heat of my body cloaked in ice. How easily you forget me.
I find little bits of him throughout my room like shattered glass cloaked in secretness until a mindless foot brings them from hiding. And no matter how much one cleans tiny bits still remain because like slivers of glass tiny bits of him are in everything.
Innocence an illusion as delicate as glass treasured by some shattered by others underestimated a dying breed. Infacuation training from birth to find what is good beautiful powerful and never let it go. Silence The stares of lovers who lost their passion Prentending Trying to masquarade that their eyes yet sparkle Heartache Natures way of saying that it is worth it worth wanting and to not give up.