söndag 2 oktober 2011

Always close by

I love you so much. My eyes tear up when I think about how much you mean to me. When I touch you I can't let go, even it's just by a thought.
Your warmth touches my soul.

lördag 1 oktober 2011

Reason

I want to but why does it always have to be me that cleans up when a glass shatters? Why does it have to be my hands that bleed?

My head hurts so bad. I feel like I have to throw up. My ears are ringing. Is this because I did eat or because I didn't. Why eat when she's mad at me. I have no reason for anything without her.
My tears won't bring her here but it seams that that is the only thing my body find reason for without her.