SRISHACrimsonVenom

On frozen nights when it is too cold to bleed, Those are the times I am afraid to dream. When conversation brings unwanted memories, Tears flowing in streams until I can finally breathe. The truth is that getting over things Is what I do best sometimes it seems. But how the sun shines when he speaks to me! And I find myself wanting to know everything. I want to look through his eyes, to see what he sees, I want to know if he ever thinks about me. In the end though, I shyly retreat. I can't allow him into my reality. I know I could love him, most certainly. But we all know what happens...                         when someone is loved by me