You know I really don’t care, I guess I told you, oh so many times. You just standed there, waiting to see. You probably though I was lying, or something. Ah ah, silly thing you are. Couldn’t feel the storm? Couldn’t feel the plague? The tormented souls? You just lighted the cigarette up, and smoked, like nothing was happening. Now you are alone, and I am happy. Because, I am alone too.
04 Aug This entry was published on August 4, 2014 at 11:32 am and is filed under Uncategorized.