who do i think about?
what is his name?
he is gone from me,
a familiar stranger.
my heart bleeds for him,
thick black tears.
tears that are oozing out of my broken heart.
tears such as these are a result of love.
love, being the tradgedy that takes two broken hearts and makes them one.
the final product is two mended hearts,
in a very twisted way.
so if two broken hearted people fall in love is it false?
do they do it to mend their hearts?, while using each other.
the only thing they have in common is the knowladge of the selfish act.
the selfish act that they are both commiting.
it doesnt matter to them.
they fall in love because they are desparate.
desparate to be accepted.