Im the one that struggles are the very sight of you. In my memories in my thoughts in my spirit is not guilt but strong memories of what we chose to do. Its the thrill is it the irony of it all? I blink. I dont want my eyes to reveal what I see. I dont wish my heart to betray out whats in.
Limited Linked ... love lust lost Lone
So, I must and do, look away.
S.LA
