Pauline Shane Querido.I love morning glory and white roses
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Saturday, July 11, 2009
Hanging like the burning end of a ciggarette
This scene is so typical, so cynical.You got away again with the way you take me.But how can I deny all these butterflies? Its filling my guts and it feels funny.Oh boy,this feeling is just so complicated but you never have to know.It hurts to see someone else suffer like I did and still do.Its breathing down my neck and I know what I've got to do if only I could stop denying.How I wish someday those clouds could wash these thoughts of you away from my head.
Sometimes I wonder if whatever I post here actually makes any sense to any of you readers.