AchingIt aches.Aching by ~TheDarkestSuicideX
The loathing, the deceit--
The endless thoughts of you that eat away at my mind.
Once, each others half,
Now the manifestation of “who the hell ARE you?”
Spoken words so sweet,
but to put them into action?
I’m tired of the lies,
I’m tired of hoping for a brighter tomorrow.
Your eyes betray your finger,
beckoning me to come,
encircle myself in your arms.
It’s a lost fate,
and I regret to admit that
I am finally giving up.
Lonesome, bittersweet thoughts of you.
I’ll forever be a Capulet,
and you, the forbidden Montague