StickFigure546

In every way, we're different, but we can't be more alike, cause every time I look at you is when I feel alive. And every time I'm not near you is everytime I cry. I'm no longer in your dreams and I'm afraid you're not in mine. We're viciously being torn apart, I see knives in all directions. There's many different kinds of course; switchblades, shanks, but all weapons. "I trust you with my heart." I said. I pray you keep it beating. I see your face in my mind. I can even hear you screaming. After we're apart, I feel a pain where my heart once belonged. Is this blood seaping from my chest? I hear you say it won't be long. And when I