by PygmyPuff Jun 2, 2006
category :
Love, romance /
lost love
When we're together I'm numb. Memories of the past flood my mind. I'm incapable of thinking clearly. We were behind the door, agains the wall. Recreating my past. I say no, I can't. And I break your heart. |
History does have a way of repeating itself. Looks like this one is set for a 6 month cycle. |
Nice poem, its great and yet so different, the emotion is amazing, great job. |
WO.OW |