Wednesday, January 13, 2010
lying in this unforgiving substance,
making sense of moments.
moments too familiar to forget
moments too painful to recognise
why am I so affected by your past?
confusing.
yet sound.
it completes the picture though.
My picture.
how it was based to be painted from your features.
an eternity circling around your ambiance.
how beauty spread across the pink blemishes
makes me wonder if you're human.
or just another perfect copy of perfection.
white lie?
perhaps not.
♥/LiterallyTom/2:57 AM