Even if it were present in your desires, I do not see it. I believe you could care less if your former love lives or runs a path to her perishes. Make me a locket so I may carry your love, and Ill break it. It was once when Id cling desperately to any sign of your affection, but now I know youre not all that Ive got. Im still worth something that someone would still love me. No, Im not desperate for what I once had. Dont get me wrong it did feel breathtaking and new, but it was all false in the end. Feeling means nothing, when youre too numb from their affects. I want something pure. Not at all what you gave me. A heat that burned in my veins and nothing more. Now only in your dreams can you have me, as I do in my nightmares.
Tonight he is my momentary muse. For he reminds me of all I had, without the mixed in impurities. Every glance he offers, reminds me again of when I was held. When I get a feeling I often dream about that the one watching over me in his embrace doesnt care what I may do, but will always be fond of me. That I am his joy and he never wants to let me go. For to see me off, is to see me in danger, which he cannot allow. So much warmth in those eyes that I reach out for, but never shall I obtain. He belongs to another. But if only hed give in to me, Id take care of him till the end of his days. The bitter grace of winter would never touch me again.
