[.pretty.face.]
At 11:40 a.m. on May 04, 2005
it's marked on my wrists. on my arms. on my legs. on my stomach. it's marked in the tears. in the memories. in the years.
i heard about. how you broke down too fast. how the needles and razors. the blades and the joints. became you.
and i can't help but look out the window. at the rain that mirrors my tears. at the memories of weeks and months and years spent longing for you.
i won't let this be the last time.
deleting line after line. until i can taste your sweet lips. until i can see those dark eyes. until i can feel again.
i want you to know. i just want you to know. that you're mine. that i own you. that ive claimed you.
and as the days pass. our naked bodies pressed together. i can't forget thinking. that this is beauty. because beauty. beauty like this. never fades.
and i was never allowed to cry. until you held me in your arms. until you looked into my eyes. and saw past it all.
and now. after the years of hurt. the years of stupidity. the years of mistakes. now.
im on my way to wings.
