05-10-2009, 08:40 AM
The figure in the vent moved on, though he made a mental note to check where she had to work in the future; her behaviour was peculiar and he wondered why. However, it was a very detached wonder; he didn't actually care.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?