Last
month you said,
"No
one has ever loved me
like you
do. I love you so much."
It got so
good
you began
to fear, and
your
demon lover
dropped a
memory.
Torment
and sadness
gripped
your soul.
Imagination
turned to
misunderstandings.
You put
up a wall.
Yesterday
you said,
"leave
me alone forever."
I've die
every second since then
because
every moment without you
is an
eternity.
I die
86,400 times a day.
© Oct 8,
2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic
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