Long Nights, Long Days

Long nights, long days, thoughts, feelings and dreams, from deep within a memory returns, stings a wound and strikes the heart... You lower your gaze, conceal the secret, but your soul weeps a bitter tear... You want to forget, but you cannot, he stands before you like poison — sweet, strong, searing, fatal, you want to take a sip, but you must not... Lips speak lies, while eyes race restlessly, desire pours from hands, and the soul is full of darkness... He turns your weakness into a weapon, and turns its blade back on you... Leaves the wound alive, just to keep it there, yet the man was no villain, he was "protecting" your heart....!