When Dead Becomes Good.The worst feeling is when someone makes you feel special, then suddenly leaves you hanging, and you have to act like you don’t care at all.
I was dead. You walked in like a breeze, lifted me up, dropped me down and left. The hole you lifted me up from, felt deeper and darker, when you dropped me again, I am suppose to act like it dint matter, why should it matter, it wasn't even a one night stand. You came, you went, aired the dying fire into a blazing inferno. Now i burn and scorch within. Dead was good. Dead was very very good.