you wanted something to talk about I'll tell you about my shattered heart would that book fill your ears because it sure filled my eyes You speak about the quiet times where we would lay down for days and nights staring up - looking at the moon waiting to see - see how much its moved I felt your heart beat close to mine and I though our love was doing fine Agian ive felt your heart beat close to me But its not the same it could never be our love is done - its been through for weeks my heart is gone - its to afraid to speak You've been close to me I've been right there with you You said we were done You said we were through And i agreed but the fact still is I still miss you
thats good.. call it like ahha just guessin call it unread pages or blank pages .. lol haha dont take my advice
I love your prose/conversational style, and the direct way you tell the story. It isn't pleading in my mind, just stating fact, and is calm but melancholy.
