Once again, stuck inside those close four walls.
Well no, this time I'm trapped, before I was just cornered in those three walls. Heh, sex has trapped me. Not an escapable fate now.
Love, is my cage....
....And he is my downfall.
Let me capture the other birdy caged with me.
I want to break away. Maybe we can escape what brings us down, before we fall further, deeper into despair.
His hot breath, the smell of smoke, from the cigarette's.
His height, how he tower's over my small breakable body.
Those eye's, the ones I never seemed to notice before, like marble, green and oh so cold.
How he can be so so cruel and yet so comforting, so warm and so so gentle.
How he can make me laugh, even at if his own expense.
 oTrissa · Sat Jan 02, 2010 @ 01:43pm · 0 Comments |
