Flaw of a love

february  bring to me
the flaw of a love
 that sickened me.


tempt me to quit,
to reach out, grasp the cold,
to embrace that
emptyness is a form.


tempt me to quit,
make me fall so deep,
to feel lost, to feel weak.

make me do things that I regret,
make me sadder at the end,
make me whatever u want,
just do it quick 
before I'm gone.


it's not quit right
the things we want,
the loves we had
the lyes told,
they rotten the soul,
and prevail us
to be a whole.