There Is No excuse
I remember your devious ways.
I smell your taste and feel you in my soul.
I see your pleasure, your pain, your smile, your joy, your love.
I remembered your touch...
your fragile heart and complicated beauty.
The truth is I wanted you as much as you needed me.
But the castle of paper planes was not enough to hold us.
There was no back-up, no excuse.
We broke. You broke. I broke and it fucking hurt.
It still does and I love you.
Still...













