The kind

Its between your love and how you feel.

Do you know how it feels to be left alone, thinking it's going to stop but it never does. cassie ... why do you keep doing these thing's. I thought you loved me but you are the big bad wolf. there was always that witch in the outside. who comes and finds out everything yoiur doing and tells the big bad wolf, and at the end... he will do whatever it takes to hurt you inside. i havn't ran from the big bad wolf cause he's always around...

 

Cassie isn't the big bad wolf .... becuse cassie is me.

 

You kill my heart everyday like a feather. you burn my sorrows then come right back and take my breathe away. just get away from me. you are not what im looking for.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

I just have a strange fascination in writing that refers to the author in a third person view. This feeling I know very well, it haunts me every single night.
I enjoyed this much, keep it up!

[Emrick]

Nice poem.