I'm sorry and I love you...
Stay with me, il mio cosmica amante.
Stay with me forever.
You're everything I need and more.
My poor lover, lost his way. Got stuck in the vines of his typical day.
My poor boy, can't find his way. Got stuck in the rust of the older cities, finding other girls he thought were pretty.
I wish he'd see me here, staring at him; hoping he'll catch me.
But he's wrapped in someone else's love. Caught in webs and sweat and dust.
I'm sorry and I love you.
Stay with me... I know, I fucked up again.
Stay with me, always.
My poor soul, caught on your words. Got cut in the wires of your words.
My poor heart, all torn up. Got on the highway and ran over by you.
I'm dreaming up people to help ease the pain. I'm dreaming up people to help replace you. To help stitch up my heart and pull my chest back into one piece, instead of being split into two.
My poor baby, I'll return to you.
Save a seat for me, boy blue.
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Inspired by Him. xx
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Him, The Galaxy and The Darkness
PoetryThis is my poetry/ventings/stuff My poetry is basically inspired by many things, such as songs and feelings and dreams but mainly about my ex-lover... Every thought is about him. So... This is for my lover. I love you.
