Ragzey-z

Sometimes I feel Him slip away. Sometimes I hold on too tight. Sometimes my world feels out of control and for a moment, when my face is pressed up against His skin everything is alright. Sometimes I need Him so badly. Sometimes He comes and finds me, though not very often Sometimes I wonder what life would have been if it had turned out different, and it was just us. Sometimes I feel like calling Him on the phone. Sometimes I can’t believe I do this to myself, the torments of emotions. Life everchanging never ending always bleeding darkness gaining heart aching and yet I would not have had it any other way. The black Wolf feastin

Sometimes I feel Him slip away. Sometimes I hold on too tight. Sometimes my world feels out of control and for a moment, when my face is pressed up against His skin everything is alright. Sometimes I need Him so badly. Sometimes He comes and finds me, though not very often Sometimes I wonder what life would have been if it had turned out different, and it was just us. Sometimes I feel like calling Him on the phone. Sometimes I can’t believe I do this to myself, the torments of emotions. Life everchanging never ending always bleeding darkness gaining heart aching and yet I would not have had it any other way. The black Wolf feastin