It hurts to breathe.
My sheets smell of you.
My home, my sanctuary, my strongest memories of you.
Of us.
I can't breathe.
Karma,
I have paid my dues. You gave me more than I deserved - I spent my whole life trying to remember what I did to make you hate me so much. I've said nothing so far, but now, I must speak. Stop. There is too much pain.
I'm sure I've paid my dues...haven't I? I don't think I can handle more pain than this.
It hurts to breathe...so please, stop.
YOU
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Control me
Without knowing
Excite me
Without trying
Enlighten me
Without conversing
Enliven me....
YOU are not effortless,
YOU are merely unaware of t...
5 weeks ago
4 comments:
Hi.. what can I say.. brilliant as usual.. makes me wonder how do you end with such nice words and ideas to write...!!
I loved it :)
Hey.. would you like to write a guest post on my blog.. I dont have a very big followers list but the ones I have would be delighted to see some intelligent writing other than my usual crap :)
Let me know :) it would be nice if you could :)
Cheers..!!!
"There's a squirrel in my pants"
Superrrnickkk...!!!! :
I'd be honoured to write a guest post. Give me a couple of topics to choose from and a date.
Cool... Then v ve a deal.... Topics.. Sure.. If u ve anything in mind.. That's cool wit me as well.. Give me sometime.. I ll try to zero in some topics for u :):)
cheers..!!!
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