| hello | ||||||
| like whip cream, my heart is smeared on the tile for you and i can't help myself if your love is my existence, then how do i exist i can't even tell you how i feel can't show my emotions can't let you inside... because you won't step forward like a million lungs i breathe for you but you don't think about it like a million hearts i work for you but you don't even see like a million water droplets i pour out my core to you but you don't look... or feel... or know how i feel what will it take to get to you... to see you... to know you... to feel you... i breathe you in as you breathe me out i am the carbon monoxide you detest without thinking about it my heart is an open book but you won't read all i have i have for you but you seem to think you've met your every need what about mine... your heart bleeds and you don't notice you think everything's okay if my heart is cream on the tile, then yours is strawberry filling on the linoleum and you'll never notice it without me and without you, i'll never breathe |
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| (c) 2000 Krissi M. | ||||||