by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Thu Jan 27, 2011 12:18 pm
Camael warily looked over her, "No...it's okay. Are you sick? You don't look so good...." he mumbled quietly as he let her hand go, and took a small step back, "Dont you have someone that should be taking care of you? A friend? Or a boyfriend? I don't think you should be up and walking around,"


So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to