another poetic discourse
false hope
Thanks for all your warmth
Your promising smiles
And your guiding eyes
Thanks for making every love song better
Thanks for a brighter day in any weather
Thanks for visiting
Thanks for listening
Thanks for taking my hand
Thanks for Holding me close
Thanks for helping me cope
And lastly thanks for all that false hope
Hope for tomorrow
Hope for now and ever
How did this get here
I should of known better
March 27
Why didn't my mother warn me about this love shit
I'm in trouble.
He didn't care, He didn't worry, He didn't wonder
He didn't care
We started out messing around (i knew better)
Then it hit me, it wasn't just a touch, a kiss, a casual hand through my hair
IT was an emotional roller-coaster into dawn
We dove in denying natural law
got hig on each other
had some Moments
Then the train wrecked, the pessimistic side of me was right
No response, just...
I've been here before tho.
TIme to pick up the piece, what else
But what if it was how it was "meant to be" (for me)
would that have been to simple?
So here I am walking over the broken glass