The Blood & The Bones

Today I thought about the sound of your voice and the fact that I don’t think I ever heard you say my name.

The thought of this.. it made me so sad. So fucking sad.

Then I thought of all the things I did hear you say and how I don’t know, I will never know, if they were lies or truth. They were beautiful either way.

Do I love a man or do I love the thought of who he was? A mystery. A monster.

All I know is it’s hard to hate a man who has your heart. But I’ll have to try. It’s the only way to get to the other side.

LL~