Your doing, my doing.

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A/N: this.. I don't know. Something that has been pulling at my sleeve a little bit... That's what my writing will basically be about from now on, stuff that is a bit deeper than this... What I feel deep down.. But I'm writing a second lyrics and poems.. But the writing will be way better and not as scattered... If you've been reading with me on my journeys since the beginning and still are.. Thank you. Means a lot. ~L

December 30th, 2014...

Though it was a few months ago... It seems like it was just yesterday that we were lying there talking about random things... Smoking some more, and then laughing about nothing.. Those times were the best.

And then it happened.. Just like that.

You've stripped me of complete innocence.
Took the only thing that I had left that made me pure.
After... I got attached to you.
Loved you more than I should've...

Because now you're just gone.
In that way...
We talk. But when we do I cry every time. I know it seems childish and pathetic. But it's not... I think it's normal given the fact of what it's about.

I loved you before any of this shit had happened. Before that night. I formed some sort of attachment and now I can't get rid of it. I don't blame you.. I blame me. I blame me for letting myself get attached. I knew what was going to happen subconsciously...

I was so blind.. So stupid...

Love....
Is like a lie that will be told forever... and the worst part is... everyone believes it.

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