2013-02-27 15:57:16 UTC
Confined to the spaces of a broken heart
Spending summer over dark grey clouds
Tears molded to the tune of pain.
It's a crime to be--- in love with her.
Everyday seems like its hers.
I pleaded guilty in exchange for love.
like an addict, chasing the dragon.
Hearing whispers, once again that she'd be mine,
Only to find out that my crime is love.
One last time, forever after, could be mine.
If only my crimes were punished by time.
I'm now survived by broken memories,
Even light has its shade of darkness,
If home is where heart is, I'm never getting back.
Opening Up, taking what was pure is your crime.
Pictures of you cut me open,
I continue staring, cause my pain is what keeps you alive.
Leaving things unsaid, I've accepted 'life'.
Thinking back;
Wise men said all is fair in love and war,
Failing to mention,
defending love is war.