old love

I see u
I smile
I feel
I want
I die
I remained utter silent in sight of you
For just your look controls
me
Steals me
Kills me
For I caint contain theses pure thought emotions
My instinct at breaking of the long old love
Bare from its bitter retreat
Now my longing my needing comes to the surface
My well thought out plans ever changed forever
From the distinction of me was on completeness
Of utmost desires I had now running to the surface
Your face ever shinning through my distant crys of dignity
Controle this
Stop this I say to myself...