The sky here used to be gray,
I thought I couldn't say anything to make you change,
These days are strange,
I'm looking out a window and I can partially see myself,
Deranged in a backpack of emotions,
Had my life in a suitcase and was going to run away but my heart still is in your hands,
So I sit here at the bus stop in the rain,
Contemplating all the past and how it affected my future, what can I do?
And somehow, the gray skies turned blue.
Love still burns within my heart,
Expecting to feel cold, I don't,
Are my eyes serving me well?
I rub them and now I see,
I see a world in color,
It's all coming back to me, and the sun is peering over the mountains,
I don't know where I'm steering but I'm going to get there fast,
To the future forget the past.
For I have a love that will last.
A love that will stay,
Though the days are now brighter,
I still don't see you,
I want to,
And I want you to see me,
But awkwardness is a scratched up plexi-glass window between us,
I don't know why...
I don't know how...
Wait, Love is the reason,
It is the reason I'm not confined to a infinite treason.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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