It Ain't Always Umbrellas In The Rain.

Screaming silently under my breath at the thought of you raping this heart again. Not allowed to talk about it though, (which makes it that much more difficult to deal with.) soo... I'll just tear away, hoping this pool of forgiveness will be deep enough for you to dive in.  But not even the umbrella of these eyelids that hangs over my iris, can shield away the rain...

I hate you. I mean, quite the opposite, but... just when I thought I was over you, I suddenly want you more than ever, all over again...





- from the laptop of...