Monday, October 29, 2012

Vintage

You're such a familiar stranger. So close yet so far. You frustrate me so much but I can't bear to hurt you. I want to leave. I need to leave, but your cry for help is so loud, I can't ignore it. You're my sympathy case, my burden to carry. You know that I can't say no and I feel used and abused.
My cure is is your cure. Cure yourself please. I beg of you. If not for you, then for me. If I am that important to you, then set me free. Liberate me and allow me the senses of serenity I so dearly crave for.

It's you. You're my burden. My sweet, sweet burden.

Until next time.
xx

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