28 September 2012

I'm trying. I'm dying. I'm crying.

You're keeping. I'm weeping. Hearts leaping.

We're in sync. We can't blink. We can't think.

We're caught here. Just you, Dear. The pain, sheer.

Our lips touch, Our weak crutch, It's too much.

I'm done now. Don't know how.

I'm leaving.

HeatherAnneLoving You Is Too Hard. • Opuss № I