13 marzo, 2013

 And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying, as your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet. Rings of flowers round your eyes and I love you, for the rest of your life (when you're ready).
 And you left with your head filled with flames, and you watched as your brains fell out through your teeth. Push the pieces in place. Make your smile sweet to see. Don't you take this away.
 I'm still wanting my face on your cheek.