Thoughts
The emptiness inside which will now never be filled. I never thought it would be so imagingary to you.
What we like to be important, is now disinigrating befor my eyes...
To Dion and Curea-I love you, whoever you are.
You'll always be kicking in my thoughts. Though now never full of life, the life that i desire, the life of you which i hold so dearly.
Here in a nights conversation, here when climax reached. Yet gone in soberness, gone from my grasp which i never got to have.
The smiles of yours i'll never get to experience, making you is the thought that kept me sane, but like a mirror, it was shattered.
By the hands that i love, that comforted me when needed, yet hurt me in the hours of transformation.
Will i get the chance to ever speak about the pain, or will it be better silently bottled? When will the bottle be brought off the shelf to be emptied and refilled with happiness?
Although maybe the mirror is better off shattered, the bottle better off shoved to the back to be forgotten about, by every other living creature other than myself.
I'll keep the broken pieces in a place in my heart, kept only for the thoughts that cant ever in eternity be forgotten.
My dearest creatures, you mean the world to me and for this i am angry.
Angry that i wont be able to hear the giggles, angry that nights will be silent, the blankets never warmed by your skin.
Yet one day soon, you'll be more than in my thoughts...
Written by Princess, February 3rd, 1995...