Like we never knew each other at all

I know that you're an artist, the hardest one to deal with. Everything you conceal is revealed on your canvas. You find all of your ugly meanings in the things I find beautiful. Do you see the fall is coming? You painted me in pastel, colors that don't tell of any boldness. That's the way you'd love to see me: so delicate, so weak, so little purpose. Your eyes are black so cold, they're so imperfect. They see a sleeping world, where waking isn't worth it. How, can you live without your lies?

4.28.2009

What a beautiful dream while I slept at night, oh my dear, how can I make you cry? Velvet place, never ending days, without any lace, did you feel I need some space? Breaking it myself is the perfect blame I could take, I love you little piece of grace.

Tears fall from fears when I can't have you. If you'd be mine, I kissed you, but I think you're not. So we can say I miss you so, if you don't talk, if you don't know, if you're not, if you don't. Keep in your bubble, keep in her arms, she's just a bitch without the bed, omg.