Rogue's Love Tale of Woe
I had found the one who took my breathe away. He was right in my back yard. I saw him, and recognized him immediately. I knew that my heart belonged to him. I am always very cautious to whom I lend my heart. So I find it a difficult concept, that It was so easy for him to break that shield, as if it were non existant. He led me to believe he felt the same for a while. Then like a blow to the chest, he changed. His fears consumed him, and slowly but gently he faded away. I miss him dearly and at night he haunts my dreams . Now I'm left with the Ghosts, and the pain, to suffer alone. This heartache burns and yearns. It seems such a Curse. (and She Breathes) Ah. . . . The Dark side of Love.