Treasure Island

Suicidal Happiness

(The graves in my mind)

Peace Love


You and I together
For you I will die forever
I know I want you to be mine
Forever and always in eternity time
Your heart is the best I’ve ever seen
And in your arms is the happiest I’ve ever been
You are so amazing and I love you with every fibre in my being
This love is like walking through a minefield without even seeing
I need your heart and friendship to be ok
Because I love you more everyday
What could I ever say about you?
You are amazing and I love every single thing that you do
I give my heart to you as I sign my soul away
I love you forever more and I can’t wait until in your arms I decay

Submitted: Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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