Tuesday, May 13, 2014
I may encounter new hearts everyday... Yet still , I prefer the comfort of a love that's gone.
I can run away to a far, far place In attempt to hide my heart and what it feels ... Yet still, I am forced to turn around and look for you... Thinking; maybe one day you'll come looking for me too.
I can sleep a thousand years...
live in my dreams of broken truth...
And when I awaken... I will still be loving you!
"Love can not exist where it does not, nor can it be denied were it does."