Wednesday, February 17, 2010

003

the dust collects on this empty space
where i used to sit and talk with you
shaded by the comfort that no longer radiates
and i was so eager to get high with you

i can still see you now
biting at your fingers
dipping your feet in the waters
stretching towards the sky
breathing in and out

adjust yourself because you are alone
chasing the light that calls your name
i am right there but then again
i was right here but look again,
i'm not

do you still feel the same things
do these things elicit those same feelings
i wish i knew, but i can just assume
i wish for the best, but i assume the worst

i don't deserve this, can't you see?
just cut the ropes and you will be
right there where you were first reborn
next to me before we ever met
i won't remember you
i swear to god
i will walk away
i swear to fucking god

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