The summer sun was broken then,
its warmth drifting...
Day stands atop its head
plum-faced and emasculated...
My innocence died on a summer night
I was seventeen, still six inside...
I woke up wanton, a wretch
spewing up bits of my soul into a porcelain bowl...
Thoughts of you linger,
floating through the canal of hope...
I learned what is life?
but i never learn how to live without you...
It may sound childish
like I'm still a school girl...
...
Ow...
Love is...
In this heart...
I'm staring at you, looking around
I call out your name you don't hear a sound...
How dare she
Have the audacity...
You think I dont notice
The way you look at her...