you can love him from zero to burgers with bacon,
but when the trust starts leaking, that is the edge.
i always say that the one for me is special somebody,
who would shoot those i pick without any asking for.
without hesitation, murmuring, troubles and tears ahead.

they say it is all love,
but it is all stability for what its worth.

because one love just wont last.
no matter how good sex is, hearts connected, souls entwined.
social statuses, money, connections, royal obligations, world.

hearts wont just hold when the rest is crashing down.
and my patience is edgy too these days.

i just want to be home and wrapped in my family hands.
scary, tattooed up to neck and protecting family hands.
not yours. not now. maybe not tomorrow, also.

i sold my soul long time ago, hence.
i keep on caring about what you are doing to me.

sometimes enough is already further, that the point of no return.

i would never hurt you. i would never let myself do it.
but maybe i would find myself able to let you go away.

they say that i am able. they would write it on my grave. (c)