Attente..

La parole "je vous aime" n'entourera jamais la passion que j'ai pour vous.
C'est une simple baisse dans un rempli d'océan avec que qui vous appartient seul.
Le faire mal de mon âme, la palpitation de mon coeur, les soupirs exaspérés de mon corps qui a besoin de vous avec me.
Fermer vos yeux et me voit, me tous vous attendant.. mon "l'un" n'abandonne pas, je prie que qui est pourtant d'être.. que qui est signifié pour être.
Pour il y a non autre et j'à jamais aimerai.. elle qui porte mon coeur.

Fade

...it's all ended and I've no chioce but to accept blame.
Hands shaking still and can barely see through saturated pupils.
It hurts more than expected as I've been here before, but alone I'm not with no where to camouflage with the abstract.
Neck hurts...sign that my heart is in a quandry as it knows not how to glide along the rhythm set divine, in turn the pressure rises.
I can see my reflection in this screen..worn I am.
Not crying but tears keep flowing as though my heart's purging as sadness pours...My love is never enough..

Gone..

There are some things in life that just throws you for a loop, time and time again. I've been through that loop till it knows my every curve, dimple and crease. I believe in things whole heartedly and throw myself in completely on faith. What for... Why...cause i truly believed. I believed you loved me and the words you uttered you meant. I believed your promises to be true and held onto the faith i had in what i thought was a true love. But alas...I failed cause words are just words and action seems meaningless to the unwilling to trust. I'm weary...tired..burnt out. I cannot plunge through yet another loop.

To "Her"

I sit here..hands shaking, tired, soul bare and heart wilting.
I've been here before...
I can't hide.
You see through every facade, barrier with the silent stare of your hypnotic eyes.
Why am I here? In this spot where we should be...
It eludes me but...
I can't hide.
I want the silence we have where you feel my words and respond in kind
Should I wake you from your slumber as it is no longer mine?
I know not what, where, when, or why it came to this but..
One thing we've in common..
I too can't trust.