Sunday, August 22, 2010

Disease


My heart is bleeding when your body does. Seeing you weak brings sad thoughts to my mind and my eyes see images of no happy colors. Salty tears have fallen and stress has crossed my body for many times and more times to come.
You are even more beautiful to me now then ever before and your softness brings me comfort and love feelings into my body. Yours is sick and will be healed, but until then you have to stay strong and fight the war inside you. Take control and tell them to stop! They should defend you, not destroy you...
...you who are my everything and anything I will do to make you recover. Without you I won't think, I won't be, won't feel, won't!

I, who really love you... /a

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