Trip me to the trap of love Temptation let it not be as they dwell in their past triggered by sensitivity of the present. As they utter through guts of love the gutter seem critically small to let it all pass. That moment kept in mind seem to not go anywhere, when that special person seem to pass you, when that person you always dream to own pass you for others that thrash him into a fearful instead of faithful creation. Yes the person you sleep walk for, whilst you can’t have them back, some pass with the smell you carry through your whole life with slim possibilities. When you wish that if you lose them its better everyone not get them, everyone confused the feeling with obsession, but what if there’s none like him.
Posted on: Sat, 01 Feb 2014 16:04:32 +0000