Venustation
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Most times I’m numb until I think about how you’re off fighting other battles now.
What a lucky enemy.

It’s time like that when I miss the war and the crying and the screaming with someone I adored.
Don’t think I don’t miss you.

I was seventeen and all kinds of green
and I wasn’t ready for the things I’d see
when the war came.

I could see you there on the other side
looking back at me with your eyes all wide
and I yelled out “I love you.”

And, I was invincible.
And, you were invincible.
And, we were invincible.

Battle scars.

It had only been a year or so
before the fighting had my spirit broke.
So, I turned tail and ran.

I remember you chased after me
and you shot me down and you watched me bleed,
pleading: “Please, forgive me.”

And, I was inconsolable.
And, you were inconsolable.
And, we inconsolable.

Battle scars.

It’s a tricky thing being with somebody who
would bandage up your wounds as soon as give them to you;
it leaves one empty.

And when it’s all over - when you finally escape -
it leaves both sides without someone to hate
or to love, love, love, love.

And, I was so full of holes.
And, you were so full of holes.
And, we were so full of holes.

Most times I’m numb until I think of how
you’re off fighting other battles now.
What a lucky enemy…

It’s time like that when I miss the war
and the crying and the screaming with someone I adored.
Don’t think I don’t miss you.

Oh, I seem invincible.
But, I’m inconsolable.
Because I am so full of holes.

Battles scars.

I took this at 5:45 am. I love the green leaves and the way they seem to mask everything under them with this green shade that leaves it looking magical.

I took this at 5:45 am. I love the green leaves and the way they seem to mask everything under them with this green shade that leaves it looking magical.