As i am the chain waiting for my chainsaw to be freed from this horrible curse i cannot face. He brings me joy laughter hope for its wasted as we are sadly enemies we hate each other a little less than before but not enough for it to be real love.

I feel the urge to speak before i leave my feelings behind me forever but i dont want it to be forever to late.

As the rose suffercates in her cage because the key isnt to be seen. Im losing hope i feel we’ve gotten closer but i feel and fear she likes someone other than the useless sidewalk.

I need to speak to someone or tell her soon about how i feel before its to late and i lose my chance forever.