empty promises to myself.
*CAUTION. this will be an emo post.
serve as a read & run post only.
:)
i'm waiting for the day to come when you stop defending.
when you stop fighting.
and i know when that day comes,
i'll hear sounds of broken glass clinking to the ground.
millions of'em.
be it all the hopes, all the bittersweet memories.
this organ that is still beating, as fragile as it is,
i'll hear it break.
i thought i could be wiser,
i thought i could keep to my own promise.
gah, this stinks.
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