When Love Is Abuse
“Are you serious,” you ask? “Love isn’t like that.”
“Love is beautiful, love is kind… love does… well, all that selfless crap the Bible teaches, right?”
(I mean, whether you believe in the Bible or not…
…Isn’t that what we’re taught?)
But he loved me first
“I know which way the wind blows through you…” ~Berryl ~~~~~ Why is it this way, when he left his heart behind? Gave me his secrets you would not have? Why then, does the wind blow cold and stark? He called them scraps that nobody wanted. I saw three quarters of a man, mercurial, slip through my
ue o’muite arukou
(ue o’muite arukou) I look up when I walk, So that the tears won’t fall… ~~~~~ “I’m happy that you’re drawing, but I wish you wouldn’t draw for me.” Well Kitten, you got your wish. These aren’t for you, and they’re glorious. (But, I still wish you could see them.)