that's not the look you gave me yesterday filled with such strong love and real bravery before I drove your sweet spirit away and scattered your soul to the open sea I already miss when your eyes did not see the curse that's my kiss this cruelness that is me unintentional yes I hurt everyone still pulled you into my mess turned your beauty so ill and now I only wish to restore your trust and your faith and your love revert to innocence of before keep far from this fire breathing dove
Very interesting blue... you just happened to write about one of my favorite topics... I would like to see, if you don't mind, an expansion of this, telling of the lasting impact your guilt has on your life, and whether or not it will allow you do repeat the same actions. Well done! Sad, but well done.