Alone is how you were born.
It's how you'll die.
It's safest.
No one to trust.
There's no such thing as unconditional love.
Love is a daily thing and you take it in whatever way you can,
grab onto it and hold it, if only for the night.
Repeat the words they say,
replaying it all in your head.
Then it changes.
It's a constant flipping of emotions.
Until your heart becomes too broken to repair,
alone.
Once and for all.
Friday, May 14, 2010
BElieVE.
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