before, we talked more than we do now

and it seemed to bother you

but now

its less

and you are fine

why?

how far gone are you

the days blend together
i live without sleep
how long til its better
i sit and i weep
where are you my darling
the phone calls unanswered
my flesh is my prison
my bodies like cancer
one route for escape
and i leap for the door
im losing all faith
im not real anymore

Danielle and i finally got to talk this morning so that is good ( Read more... )

YEAR  and EIGHT MONTHS

Danyizzle.