Monday, January 21, 2008

Smiles are great.

I miss yours somedays.
True fucking gold, love.
That's what you were...what you are(n't)
You're held in the arms of the stars tonight.
You got the hell off this earth and left me behind.
And that I cannot forgive you for.
I want to whisper in your ear how much I love you.
Cry on your shoulder and hold you close.
I want to forget about you completely.
If only the impossible were possible.
Tears are dropping on my jeans as we speak. As I speak.
As you listen.
This doesn't make sense to anyone but me.
"It makes you think about the life you've led, shit you've done, things you've siad, and it's grounding."

1 comment:

Niki said...

oh my goodness
oh my goodness.
wow.
shit.
that's just.
woah.
O_O