Did you hear the quiet cries of my heart?
Did you see the sadness I hid behind the smile that I let you go with?
Did you really believe my last lie?
And yet, we still circle around our memories like they were the water we need to survive.
We move at the same speed keeping an equal distance to avoid the heartache of seeing each other; like the sweet torture of a never-ending chase.
We love to be loved, but we kill love to survive, and end up suffering the consequences of our murderous souls.
But love never dies, and I am the fool that forgot that, while you cry tears to water the lie that keeps you breathing until the day we might meet again. - A London minute #alondonminute