• THE BLADE
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    To anyone else he probably looks worse.
    To me he’s My night in shining armor, My Hero, My Angle My poor, Scared, Beautiful, sweet Angle.
    His heart swallowed mine light space swallowed time when separated like a black hole is left, but together un-separated.
    Girls get screwed not that kind of screwed what I mean is there always on the short end of things.
    The way guys use us like socks were them once and change to a new pair.
    The way things work out how guys feel great while girls are presented as a cheap loaner.
    That is given away not shown love.
    They claim they love you and how they claims its true.
    But you can never tell with a broken heart.
    All I could think about was the pain of love, it hurts to never feel, how it hurts not to see, how it hurts to never know what its means to be me at that very moment.
    I asked him to kiss me I wanted to feel the sparks the love he promised to show.
    I left cold, not cold like your out side in zero degrees below but cold down deep in my soul.
    Hold me longer harder worm my soul oh how much I loved him begging him to help find the feeling of love.
    “how will I live with out you” I asked
    ‘we are never alone” was the response I had gotten.
    I was hopping for to hear him say how do I live with out you
    He laid me down on the soft ground
    “I want to give you something”
    I cant believe it I let him it was extreme
    “so we are not never alone so you want forget, never forget me”
    I felt like a child I closed my eyes
    “I will always be apart of you”
    Gritting my teeth looking into the love of a blade
    “Right there on your neck.”
    I accepted his love shown with a heart written by blade the heart was small but was a big symbol , forever bounding us together his blade to my neck of empty hole in my chest filled with love
    The love he promised.