You see, they're not just in my head. They're everywhere.
It's these images, so disturbing, that I conjure. They make me strong, they make me go on, they make me cling on to the emotions, to the feelings that I can never have and that I desire to have.
I cried, for the first time in months, when I heard your voice. It's still divine. =)
You're always there. Always. Whether I want it or not. Whether I need it or not.
I want it this time. I need it this time. Where the fuck are you?
No, I haven't changed. I still won't admit it.
In Confessions
3 Comments:
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- Ubaid said...
December 22, 2009 at 10:37 PM=(- Americanising Desi said...
December 24, 2009 at 12:36 PM:) you make me feel excited again!- Abdullah Tariq said...
December 24, 2009 at 6:00 PMWhere is the 'you'?
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