Sunday, November 27, 2011

He Loved


His life and tiny reality—his world, was based around her. His thoughts and his choices were made for her. He was a tower, built upon her love. A tipsy tower toppling into water soon enough. Sinking down so deep my broken heart would never come back out, but enjoy It's watery grave of a romance long lost more than a bright life lived in the sun with ones who really loved.

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