My Machete


When i first arrived and you see me there, your hopeful eyes shattered my despair know what we use to be. no one else in more confused than me. oh, i don't want to hurt you anymore. i drop my machete to the floor. you look so happy-sad. i know i can't expect you'll wait for me. the soft taste of you lips conjures memories of a world where fallen petals fall from above. it seems so far away. i am lost, to both of our dismay. would someone please pass me the kkey to this exam that i've written?