4everjabberwocky
once i got trapped
ont because wasint where i knew i was
but because i blended in
between books
no one noticed as the shut the door
I didn't mind
when I just left he then left me not in mind but in the spirit that once accompanied him we were never together in the same way particularly when rising from bedsheets we tried again split again but what was left was gone and then gone even more if possible. and it was all too possible. more possible than i would have liked to imagine. The worst part is the ease with which you fall out of love, and then the ease you one had in doing things now difficult.
I wish I could have you again