Thursday, May 13, 2010
Thank you.
Thank you for breaking my heart then leaving it there, in quiet, sad, useless despair. I WAS using it, to give me warmth when I thought about you- now I sit cold and quiet, like my heart. I think of you as, well, this floor that holds me up above all else- not wanting me to take part in love, warn=mth, and life.
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