May 2, 2011



Everyday I learned how much more I love you. Just when I think there cannot be anymore greater way. It is love like this that brings me joy but also woe. Sometimes I fear that this very love might transform into fear & you, the one I adore, will be no more. So I need you to be careful with my heart because pain strong as that, I cannot withstand, my dear. 


Break my heart now that it's at my sleeve & not in your hand. Yes, I'm weak now & the wound will leave a permanent scar that not even time can heal, but I will live. But if you wait Til you've gotten a hold of my heart, you'll carry blood stains engraved like tattoos shaped with my pained facial expressions & images of my cold motionless body at your feet with persistent hands trying to reach out to you with the last blood flow & breathe in my body.

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