Remember this u bastard?
Too often
You gave me keys
To a room
That has no doors
Too dead, too alive
To get up, or sleep
Or retrieve my pen,
I lie half-conscious
On my narrow bed
Thinking abouth all u promised me.
Yes, now and then
An idea took hold,
Savagely burrowed
Down into you´re skin;
Didn´t go away untill u did it.
Pleasure was ur purpose,
You pushed and shoved,
Took what You needed,
Without twang of guilt,
Or fear of reprisal.
You committed to no one,
But yourself,
You wasted and squandered
Until that fateful twitch,in ur heart.
Finaly u undersood what u were doing..u cared for a second.
But thats all..i had u back for a second…the guy I!! ,fell in love with.
The guy i knew..People change and memories fade
