• As I watch everything slowly turn crimson..
    I think how ironic this must be for me..
    Love taking over and my losing control..
    "So beautiful.." He whispered..

    Some thing's are meant to be, some thing's aren't..
    But I can't see through this clearly to define either..
    Yet it's not both..
    That I'm sure of..
    To know..
    This is utterly unprecedented for a girl like me..
    But I'm never thinking straight, my thoughts whirling in the Twister of my mind..

    Read...
    Regard and understand what I'm saying..
    Comprehend..
    That this is more than just a mistake fixed by honesty and tears..
    The promise stays ever the same, yet it never fades..
    Immortal..
    Eternal inside this dark yet warm world I've been placed in..

    Am I speaking correctly?
    Are my words expressing my feelings in enough detail?
    Or am I just speaking graceful poetic nonsense..?

    Don't make me..
    Don't make me put this aside, like I was so many times..
    Even if I'm blind, let me be here for awhile..
    I've never felt so.. Beautiful..