with my own knife?!

mixed feelings

i loved the way you kissed me all over. i still remember the way you made me feel. you made me feel as if i were actually real. 

Just you and me together, intertwined like birds and feathers. you went silent than you groaned  but nothing similar to a moan. you fell in love with me didn't you, and than denied it to my face.  You're a disgrace to the meaning of life you might as well stab me with my own knife.