Only One.
While everyone else watches football,
I am locked away in my room, lights off, candles lit, sad music low to hum in the background
of this pathetic little cry for help.
Only one person can help.
Only one.
Only one can save me form this downward dive straight ahead that’s about to kill me.
The only one is my love.
My heart.
The end.
by
mybelovedposted on 11/04/2009
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