Watch the numbers fall,
And me shrink.
Only miss me when,
I am gone.
Take advantage,
Then watch the breakdown.
Realise that,
It was you,
That caused this.
This suicide.
That leaves me,
Alive but dead inside.
Some unfinished thoughts about the past...
xoxo Miriam
Unfinished Thoughts.
English Mademoiselle
Thursday, September 19, 2013
People will always find a way to bring you down, so why bother getting up from the ground only to fall to the concrete pavement, from the building on which you stood. Or are we careless to let ourselves fall from such a height. Yet we are powerless to those who build us up only to watch us fall when they leave, that is the price of love. It is the one thing we trust will get us through this adventure we call life.

Bring on Christmas the jumper has had it's yearly public outing!
Jumper dress, Skirt and Tights - New Look
Ten thousand ways to lose...
English Mademoiselle
Monday, December 17, 2012