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He slides into me, into my body, my soul, my being He claims to love me, to crave me, to need me And he makes me believe I have been claimed But then, when asked for promises He makes none, he requires none, he cannot give them And I wonder why, so many times, I
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In his eyes I see a reflection of the real me. The one I kept to myself. With him there is no question that I can truly be the girl who craved the dark. And as he slowly undresses me with his glances, his fingertips, his love I am learning how to be who I’ve
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Hers was a forever kind of love.. In a temporary feelings kind of world. But she never desired to be like all the others. So, she continued searching for her very own fairytale.. LL~
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An important lesson I’m learning… Stop pushing yourself on people. Stop dropping hints. Stop going 90% of the way hopeful they’ll go the last 10. If someone wants you in their life they will make it clear. They will make a space. They will meet you halfway. LL~
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One of the most beautiful loves we can ever give away is the love we give to those we know cannot stay. Because you understand that when they must go it will ache in places you didn’t know were empty and take away a part of you you’ll never regain. And that is the way
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And if he ever asked why I finally left, I know exactly what I’d say.. I left because, my darlin, you never begged me to stay. LL~
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I said many times I’d never return. But, this fucked and fragile heart was known for craving those who’d never really love me. Each time, they walk away unscathed but I will carry the hurt, like stones inside my chest for all my life, weighing me down, reminding me that I wasn’t good enough. Never
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Dear Girl… We loved the same man. We did so at the same time without knowing. And now, I know about you and you know about me. You have loved him for many years. I have loved him for just a short time. And, as much as he occupies space in my heart, you do
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All my life I ran to the dark in secret. And no one ever tried to find me there.. ..Until You. And I don’t care it if it’s forbidden I love you. LL~
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Your lips taste like Sundays in bed and forgiveness not often permitted. And I know you are left turns when I must go right. But I’ll be damned if I don’t and damned for what I must do. So, I find myself often beneath the weight of your body and your love and maybe your
The Blood & The Bones 