Feb/4/10

I remember when a little passion used to have my heart racing, but now its almost at a dead stop, slow and steady pacing. All these thoughts have got me wishing I had a bottle right now because drinking is my only solution to erasing my memories. Its dumb, but its keeping me from snapping and going insane. Everything we've done is now a permanent stain, inside of my head. I'd rather feel physical pain, If anything I'd rather be dead. These visons I still have are so dreadful, seeing flashes of your beauty when I blink, is quite painful. Like a needle to an eye, but a dagger to my heart. Where did it all go wrong, was I really that blinded from the start, was I that sprung to not notice we were falling apart. Still, I have feelings for you that are pretty strong, but in order to get over you I have to move along because life is too short to live alone and I'm still in pursuit of finding that someone of my own. Even though I miss you beautiful, my life must go on...