by Miri May 13, 2005
category :
Love, romance /
i love you
She chained herself to that ocean. Chose to stay and never move until told so. She's not starving for truth anymore, mutiliation only she knows. She's falling deeper, never wanting to go back to what used to be. Happiness is not spelled with a capital H but a 2. Water is not the end product: the 2 fuses with May and gives her the only oxygen she needs to live. The crowded road of loneliness is closed today, there was an accident: shattered wings are the only trace that remind him of his fall. With feathers in her hair, she walks to the rooftop. 6 letters and one number burned across her heart. It's a beautiful rainy day, Hollywood still difficult to open, but the green colour reflects the smile in her eyes. |