Monday, November 9, 2009
He used to do alot of things for her. He'd wake up and sneak down stairs making sure the sunlight was blocked off from the whole entire house and he claimed her prize. She was his and he knew it. He knew it from the moment he dropped the plate. The moment that the light bounced off the walls and had shown off her bracelets and strong blue eyes. She'd awake and find him gone. But he'd be sneaking around down stairs and she knew it. She knew where he was at all times but not because she wanted to know but because he told her. He wanted her to know he was safe. He liked when she'd say she loved him and to becareful, he felt like he was laying right next to her. She's remembering all this and now she has no home to go to. No surprise to wake up to. The house they once lived in is occupied by new souls and old memories. She will try. She know's she will try.
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