Oct 25, 2007 01:07
there is a valley beneath my heart where anything that tries will never fit.
and it makes every breath feel like the smallest tear.
but i've built a house within this round valley.
and soft dark birds land on it, and dirt and countless vines cling to it.
but nothing enters.
tonight, i put everything in it's place, and washed my hair, and invited you in.
but it seems that i am only one quiet whisper against the awful darkness of night.
and,i guess, you will never really know how much it meant to me.