GlareI was glaring at the dance floor, not really looking at the couples spinning around, but remembering. Almost a year earlier I had almost been dancing here, with Well with him.
I continued glaring until something else couth my sight. It was him. The most beautiful and perfect person I have ever laid my eyes on. His dark hair matched perfectly his tan skin. His eyes were pit black, they had no end, you could look miles true them and never find anything, they were mysterious and impossible to understand, yet you could see something hidden. His smile was wide with a hint of evil, like a child that did something wrong and knows it, yet smiles with satisfaction.
Always too late I pulled my gaze away noticing he noticed. He said something to his friends that I hadnt noticed before -they looked so plain near him- and started walking toward a group of people were he greeted everyone, not that I mattered, but when he grated Jessica and the way he talked t her, much to long
ThornYoure my souls poison
My hearths thorn
In every violent beat
And every breathe I take
The pain takes me back to reality
That youre nothing but illusion
Youre the thorn stuck in my hearth
And in every violent beat
I remember your nothing but illusion
Worries consume you
They take you night of sleep
The take your hearth
They take your life
They take your smile
They take you away
And as soon as you managed t forget them
Theres always somebody or something to remember you
Theres always a dead line
You dead line
Were you will die
Not even the brightest thing takes the worries away
Its like a little parasite
They stick into you soul
So how to deal?
With the worries that youre not enough
That you wont make it?
Theres no answer