One foot in front of the other. One foot in front of the other. And disappear
This is the burning pits of hell. There is no escape. There is none. Close your eyes and melt.
Her knight became her imprisoner...
You are not my addiction. No. You are my oxygen. And without you I have no life. I am dead.
Who said love requires a translation?
It does not.
You just need to look in each others eyes and the world around you will turn into a hazy inconsiquential blur.
There were times when I was crying, I was helpless, when I was down, I tried to find you in my dreams, and you were always there...