Saving You
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Saving You
Just something I found while looking at poetry....
Saving You
The darkness takes him over,
the sickness pulls him in;
his eyes - a blown out candle,
I wish to go with him.
Sometimes I see a flicker-
a light that shone from them;
I hold him to me tightly,
before he's gone again.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure
Saving You
The darkness takes him over,
the sickness pulls him in;
his eyes - a blown out candle,
I wish to go with him.
Sometimes I see a flicker-
a light that shone from them;
I hold him to me tightly,
before he's gone again.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure
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Join Date: Dec 2007
Posts: 590
Just something I found while looking at poetry....
Saving You
The darkness takes him over,
the sickness pulls him in;
his eyes - a blown out candle,
I wish to go with him.
Sometimes I see a flicker-
a light that shone from them;
I hold him to me tightly,
before he's gone again.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure
Saving You
The darkness takes him over,
the sickness pulls him in;
his eyes - a blown out candle,
I wish to go with him.
Sometimes I see a flicker-
a light that shone from them;
I hold him to me tightly,
before he's gone again.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure
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I remember looking in my husbands eyes when he was using, even for a while after he stopped ! and they were empty, cold, and it was like he wasnt here with me anymore. Im almost in tears thinking about how it felt to look in those eyes. I also wonder what it must have felt like for him to look through those eyes, if the whole world seemed empty, cold, dark to him. I was afraid he would never come back, now my fear is one day I could see those eyes again. How do they change so much?
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