Just as familiar as the smile is...
So is the feeling of being alone.
I've seen that look before...
Before each time my hearts been broken.
Waiting makes you lose yourself.
If you don't move, you'll turn to stone.
What would be expected from me?
To just leave words unspoken?
I can't help but to look for sunshine in your rain.
From touch, to pain. Such an uneven exchange.
Realizing things would never be the same.
Radically accepting that everything must change.
The lessons of the lonely.
Last edited by Peach_follows; Jul 20, 2008 at 01:27 PM.
... Not Ever Again...