Your hand catches me,
And squeezes.
Too tightly.
Leaving bruises.
On my wrist,
On my heart.
And all I want,
Is for you to,
Let me go.


Reaching Forever Upwards Constructions of stone,Reaching Forever Upwards by ~Mills-and-Boon
That make you fall to your knees.
Not in awe. In pain.


A Night To Regret Short dress,A Night To Regret by ~Mills-and-Boon
High heels.
Too much drink.
It shows.
He took her home,
And he put her to bed...
She wants to remember what she can't,
And then forget the rest.