I would love to remember the insult I had in-store for you last night.
But I was up to early in the morning choking on the words you made sure I was fed.
If I could forget you like this line; each time I take a step forward you'll take the time and miss me.
As you're humble in your sleep I'm planning my break down, with each hole in the wall as our marker.
I have a feeling that you've never wanted to pull on those beautiful hair locks of yours but I leave mine short for a reason.
Every time you've been addressed you've played this game where everything was just fine, like last-night didn't even happen.
Not even you could deny the fact of what was said last night. You know you pushed to far, but I do have room to be wrong; unlike last night.
I would like to say you've played the last card but you always have more than an ace of hearts up your sleep.
Don't tell me that you love me, this morning, that is the last thing I want to hear from your lips.
When I woke up this morning, the only thing I remorse was about waking up from not dreaming of you.
You are able to steal everything from me, and hide it, but you steal it and destroy it with me clutching my chest.
I'll end it here, right at this line, it wouldn't be more comfortable to end it with a period.
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Not about anyone, I just remember this feeling a lot so I wrote about it.
Nice notation.
Some grammatical errrors..
nothing too serious, though.
Emotion was very intense.
The depth was as well.
A good write with this one.
Overall Rating: 5.5/5