A man's body to live forever.

A man's body to live forever

A man's body to live forever, what would you do?

 

They say how much you love me. I never asked this to anyone. I'm putting myself in their place. People who couldn't get beyond the point of temptation. Who were going to spend the rest of their life faking the only true feeling? The only time I need to unravel it for them.

And then they are hurt. 

 

A lovers body to live forever, what would you do?

 

I didn't do anything. In fact, I didn't even know. Even though I know it's probably because I didn't deserve it for anyone. To deserve it, even though I've done terrible things!  You know, I always say, I'd like to create history. I haven't forgotten. In fact, it's happened is what  bothers me the most. 

 

She said. '' Remember that place in the West? Our first kiss? That one kiss is very dear to me. That's why I wanted to keep it with me forever. '' But she couldn't. Neither could I.

This is love. When someone drags you out when you have already given in, ready to just lie there and die. This is love. When someone, no matter what the cost, shows you there is hope, a choice. This is love. Love hurts.

 

You know how it feels, when you are aware but it's all in your head? When you understand how it feels, and sometimes for the rest of your life when your eyes are pushed open, there appears all you know is that "I love you"? 

 

 

So what changed?

Not a thing. 

 

What do you mean? You are not with her?

No. 

 

Are you going to be OK?

No...

 

She knows it?

Yes.

 

Do you regret it?

I stopped being too harsh on my skin. My pain may cause someone to laugh. But that shouldn't be the cause of my laugh, never a smile out of her misery.

If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain, in the ice -cold, in the Suns warmth, I'm dead. For I'm still burning inside, and it doesn't beat the real pain in my heart, I still hear it tell me that I am dead. Apparently there are still tears left. And I smile. A fake smile to stop a million tears.