Doodle…

Standard

Holding on…

I am holding on to his words…though I know very well that words are vague and arbitrary, and talk is cheap and unnecessary.

Groping…

I chose not to trust my instincts and pathetically grope around his world that I was never a part of.

Falling…

Once again I am in the labyrinth that I was once in…. lost in the coldness of his heart…

Fading…

<connieconcon>

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s