some loves are like a wound. it bleeds,but with time it heals. love is like the color black.at times,its dark and deppresing.other times,it can be the brightest of all the colors.the wounds will always depend on who we are.how we feel.thoug you'd like to ignore it,the blood that drips cant be.you cant hide from it.its your pain.without pain we wouldn't know when to feel okay.wounds mean many diffrent things,for there are many diffrent people.tears should not be wasted over pain.wounds.for they can heal.it wont be easy.but they will.happieness may not mean anything for a while.but it sparks.it sparks to show its coming.so as i say,wounds can heal.they will.
 XxImmortal_MachinexX · Sat Dec 09, 2006 @ 01:18am · 0 Comments |
