Why do I still get butterflies when I hear your name? Why do I still feel the same? You stripped me of my all, yet my love for you remains. And I can't contain the feelings you left, I'm still untamed. No one can train me to love cuz I'm claimed by one name; yours. One heart; yours, one mind; yours, one soul; yours, one person; mine. Perfectly made and wonderfully divine, you'll be mine until the end of time. Wether I like it or not, even with my contradicting thoughts,my mind and soul try to negotiate while I dissipate cuz my heart loves what my mind hates. This dieing love, this loving hate, should i call it life or call it fate?
· Thu Dec 12, 2013 @ 03:04am · 0 Comments