The angel of my heart, He is a dark one. He hurts me more often then he helps. But for every time he helps me live more happily it feels worth a thousand million times of hurt. He hurts me deep and heals me even deeper this angel is one of very few but for every angel I couldn't be more grateful than if I never knew pains cold truth. My love is a double-edged sword it can cut me down or even save my life though I never knew that love could hurt so much before I'm still grateful for each precious kiss. For every touch and passion that I feel now the hurt is nothing compared to this. My heart has been broken many times now. There seems to be no simple repair but love is never simple, no it is far from the simplicity of the heart never exists. This angel of my heart, He tortures me well. I never stop thinking of him and he feels so out of reach, though I chase, I always know that I will fall. But for every time I fall, I get back up again. I stall but a moment, then I chase. Again I fall and again I rise forever only to fall and be hurt. But maybe if I rise one more time, it may be the time that I catch him. So again I rise and again I fall and rise now because I'll do anything to catch him. This angel of my heart is a dark one but I love him forever just for him.
Ayala55 · Tue Nov 02, 2010 @ 05:07am · 0 Comments |