Flying High

Rules of Engagement Fr: Morguefile

When ever you walked into the room… I suddenly came alive… I wanted to scream…That you were my dream…But I kept it all inside….

 

 

They saw me play my roll… The captain in command… It was so confusing… The war we were losing…While we catered to Social demands…

From Morguefile.com
JPG: By mparkes

If we could have taken off into the night… Only you, me and the moon… We’d always be together…Bring on forever… Star crossed souls perfectly in tune….

 

Yet we had to put on our act… We pretended to only be friends… We knew for certain… Love would end up hurting… Flying  high on all its demands…