ramblings from an internet wolf

the things we didn't talk about

we cut the conversation short

i meant to tell you

i see a glimmer of loving light that still is within you

i hope we can talk for hours again

i hope i can be the shoulder for you to cry on

i see the damage she did to you

i would save you if i could

i'm still ready to give you the world

if you would just let her go

i am a nasty, writhing beast that loves and loves and loves. and i will continue leaving birds on your doorstep until you display it's lifeless body upon your wall.

i deserve to be loved

i will not die until i have been loved so