You give, but you can’t take it.
Is there something you’re afraid of?
Or, might it be a manifestation you’re scared to conjure for your fear that its repercussions would solidify an instinct looming dangerously within the depths of your dark soul.
Will you not share why your smile illuminates a dreary night, or who placed it upon your handsome demeanor?
“ Is it not enough to love you, rather than be in love”
Words from your timber voice, reverberating deep insecurities.
May I only have a piece of you? When I may have offered more, or is that a facade too?
The battle continues, for a battered soul. Who will be the victor?
“Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.”
~ by nellopudding on January 30, 2014.