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Thursday, January 20, 2005


she isnt real....
This will be my last post...

On the 18th...my passion died, everything i've loved died, nikki died...I died.. Or at least I wish I had. She was my everything...she was my one... and I still cant accept that she's gone... She comes to me at night, in my dreams. We're together then, and nothing can come between us. We are as one, two souls intertwined by our eternal love. I wish things could be like this in the real world, I just can't sleep forever...no matter how much I wish I could.

On that day...the day before our anniversary...she told me she loved me. She "loved" me so much she just had to rip the heart from my chest...to feast upon my misery.

I hate to do this..for the love that we shared...for the memories we keep...for those days we would just lie there and look deep into eachothers eyes... I know that you never call anyone, I know your whole fucking disfunction. But I'm not going to call you either, you who would rather be alone than with me...i know when I'm not wanted, and if for some fucking reason you should want to talk to me, you know how to get in touch.

Goodbye friends, goodbye Nikki, I'll miss you all...


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