Okay I'm totally screwed. I would like to start at the beginning but thats just going to have to wait. Rumour has it that T (my ex) has moved into my neighbourhood. The rumour came from a 98% accurate source so you could say I'm freakin out. T is not just a typical ex you never want to see again. Nope he was my inspiration. One of the many reasons I loved music and poetry. But I screwed it up. My inner alarm system wanted me to bolt all the time. I was paranoid and selfish not to mention my trust issues got in the way and I ended up breaking his heart and in turn my own. The total opposite of what I had intended. I may be a cold heartless bitch but if I had a heart or a soft side? He would be it. God has one messed up sense of humour. Though T and I went to school together we havent seen each other since we graduated. or talked for that matter. Ah what is it they say? Something like distance makes the heaart grow fonder. That is a load of BS,
My life used to be simple enough once upon a time. That was before I met him though. Before I truly fell inlove with music. I could end up living my dreams and seeing the world but I know that I'll probably find my way back to him I always did problem is I never knew how long it would last before it blew up in my face. He like everyone else saw a shinning star when he looked at me but he was the only one who could see through me. Hence the bolting. Maybe someday I wont run anymore...
THE PERFECT PAIR
I've broken wings and I've shattered love
Here I am a flightlest dove
Stuck on the ground while you circle above my head
You were the best thing I ever had. L.R