Today the songs you once shared with me have come back to haunt me. And I dont feel scared...just alone and puzzled. For I realize now that there was so much you needed me to know and those songs said it all. Why was I so blind to see all the love that you were willing to offer?!! I pray for a miracle some times. I pray that you will appear some afternoon... that I will hear news of you and that it will be wanting to share it with me.
Lifes so short my angel and we have lost so much time as it is. Please speak to me, tell me how you've missed me and how it's been too long.
domingo, 21 de junho de 2009
sábado, 13 de junho de 2009
Sad awakening...
Today I faught the light coming in through my bedroom window. I faught the song the birds sang only for me. I felt weak and didnt feel like facing the day with out you by my side. All I wanted was to lay there and hold your hand again and speak of nothing special. I wanted to close out the people that make me feel like I am obligated to get up every morning and smile as if you had never even existed. Some times I hate those people, some times I wish they would leave me, leave us. At times I wish I could silence them, just so I would not be reminded that you are no longer here and we are no longer a present, but yes a past. For as they say all things shall perish. Even those we wish to be everlasting.
Why did you have to go so soon? Why were you so cruel?
Why did you have to go so soon? Why were you so cruel?
quinta-feira, 11 de junho de 2009
Not so far away...
I find you close these days... in the melody of a bird, in a song long unheard and even in the stillness of the breaking of a new day. You are the warm sweet rays that kiss my forehead, you are the soft wind which embraces me as I adventure out into the unknown, you are the smell of fresh flowers through out my day, the water that cleans all impurities when my body is tired and, at the end of the day, you come to me in the form of a sweet dream that keeps me smiling. You come to me and I can't seem to get enough.
I can only wander if you too find me in the essence of the things that make up your day. And if you do, remind me now why we hurt ourselves so. Remind me for I really don't know.
I can only wander if you too find me in the essence of the things that make up your day. And if you do, remind me now why we hurt ourselves so. Remind me for I really don't know.
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