Saturday, July 19, 2014

another translation to that opening act

I crave for you
Like thorns searing through buried memories
I know
I heard all of it.
I am here dying slowly
You are the moonlight in this darkness.
Flee and I will come to find you
The cold heart,
the thunder that leaves traces in its wake.
Love,
I have been addicted to you.

No comments:

Post a Comment