Monday, August 8, 2011

Eyes that won't cry, lips that won't lie, and love that won't die.

Everyone has their weak spot. The one thing that, despite your best efforts, will always bring you to your knees, regardless of how strong you are otherwise. For some people, it's money. Others alcohol, or drugs. Mine is even worse: love. 
I fall too easily, too fast, too hard.

I just want a fairy tale, something to be lost in.

A hug from behind.
A kiss on the forehead.
Talk for hours.
Butterflies.
Passion.
Something real.

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