Dance Me To The End Of Love

Somewhere between cute and precious, I could not stop thinking about you.
Somewhere between precious and adorable, I decided I would walk in fire for you.
Somewhere between adorable and gorgeous, timing became our enemy.
Somewhere between gorgeous and beautiful, I became static.
Somewhere between beautiful and devastating, I lost you.



"I've had a problem (about you)", she said. I became worried. There are only a few things she could transparently know about me. She doesn’t know her power over me and it is my job to never let her know. It is time for an extreme exercise in discipline, so that she doesn't pick up the faint smell of a broken heart.



A Kiss Before I Go i think where my last words


“That’s the nature of women; not to love when we love them, and to love when we love them not.”

It’s the silence of unspoken despair, the sound of dying that gets me down…
It hurts me to continually think about emptiness and meaning…
I’ll just think nothing.



Whether you want empathy, animosity
An enemy or company, call me