The Things We Do 4 Love

You. Crush. Me

Oh how quick, 

how quick we are to feel.

I saw you once 

and everyday since in my dreams.

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I am falling.

Please catch me.

Oh how quick,

Wasted

If love was ever enough

How many ever afters would we have?

Source: My Heart Strings Unravel

My Heart Strings Unravel was originally published on The Things We Do 4 Love

My Heart Strings Unravel was originally published on The Things We Do 4 Love

My Heart Strings Unravel was originally published on The Things We Do 4 Love

Oops… I did It Again.

I close my eyes to think of you

EMOTIONS RUN HIGH…EMOTIONS RUN DEEP

It is easier to hate and blame the scorned. For their actions are not logical but driven and pushed by emotions.

Easier it is to hate the scorned, confused and wronged. Seeing them where you put them and making it a reason you put them there. Easy it is..

Easy it is to break a tool and still expect it to function. Then you wouldn’t have to fix it no.

Easier it is to call the emotionally…

But i fear that soon it might burn out. I want to keep it burning, i do But it seems love is not all it’s about

The scorch from wax leave scars Climaxing to perfect incineration The sound of bass and flying cars A pain and sorrow eruption

From the words spoken

A peace and joy deduction

Joyful memories are broken

Till it’s total eradication

Charmed was originally published on The Things We Do 4 Love

I am the fiddle

That played your tune

But I danced to it as well

Danced for you

And you didn’t like it

Nothing more enticing than the pull of a new love

The smell of freshly mowed grass

And the beguiling sensation of a first kiss

How can i not be charmed

By the scent of fresh paint and gas

That gapless array of teeth

Those big cheetah printed shoes

How wonderful is the smell of sand when the rain first falls

But i won’t be catching you smelling the mud

Nothing moor enthralling than the smoothness…

Too late. Nothing i can do to stop The pain you feel Papa The love you missed How can i give it to you? Tell me How to put the sands back Into the hourglass and save the time, save you

This time i see, i comprehend But how do i prepare Equip myself better for the task at hand No it’s never going to work

Too late For those coloring books A childhood missed Papa Know that i don’t care My choice? For…