Death of a Rose Love is a universal migraine,
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.

Symptoms of true love
Are leanness, jealousy,
Laggard dawns;

Are omens and nightmares-
Listening for a knock,
Waiting for a sign:

For a touch of her fingers
In a darkened room,
For a searching look.

Take courage, lover!
could you endure such grief
At any hand but hers?

Roberta Graves (1895-1985)
nomatter wow 031017
Death of a Rose yes, wow 031018
egger *silent reverence* 040315
unhinged 'here on the backend of forever, i wish i would never hurt again'

knot meat idiocy and love always coincide, but is it a symptom or a cause? 040315
welded dildo bleeding from the eyes 040315
pd *scowls* 040315
pSyche more like

love is overused.
unhinged rage and jealousy at the sight of the object of your affection wantonly throwing themselves at others in their own little ways; flirting with other people as_it_were


heart twinge (s) at the mention of most recent exgirlfriend

sleeping on his couch is beginning to wear on me. i'm so tired of sleeping alone, empty hands always grasping
. i am so scared 061204
what's it to you?
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