This is killing me...
I never said goodbye to the sky when I woke up this morning.
I never said goodbye to the road when I saw it.
Somehow it feels like I never said goodbye to you, and that rips me in pieces.
"Don't throw it away" keep it
"Don't give it to him" hold it yourself
"You can find better" I see no one
"This isn't forever" but it's the start
People change, reflections are altered in the face of a pond or river or swimming pool, we are never the same. The angle of the sun makes our shadows darker, longer, wider and further away from us. By the time we find our hair, we are cold and alone.
"Don't venture too far" I have no where else to go
"Stay where it's safe" Safe is drying up
"Wear your sunscreen" But I am not outside
"Take your vitamins" nothing but substance
Who else will leave, out of their own will and imagination? I need to start over but over is over and over and over. The heart is a muscle, and everytime it rips it gets stronger and stronger and stronger. Rip.
"Keep in touch" say I.
"Don't worry, I will" says he.
Rip. To embrace, to feel warmth, sometimes that is the most single beautiful moment in ones existance.
June 21st, 2002. But love doesn't grow on trees. Unless it's a love tree and the world is clear out of that. Rip.
May 20th, 2004. I love you I do. Rip Rip
June 18th, 2004. How do you do this without feeling it? Rip Rip Rip
June 25th, 2004. Your voice is all that I heard. I could even see you talking. I know you. I know you very well. You said you were afraid. I tried not to cry because I am afraid too. That was not my voice cracking you heard, that was my heart hiccuping because my eyes were wet. You said you were scared of failing. I thought secretly that maybe you should fail... so that you can home home. That isn't your home... and I don't want it to ever be your home. Because I love you more than they will. I have for 3 years.
How do you say goodbye to love? To caring? To honesty and trust and beauty? The world needs love and varing and honesty, trust and caring but now that is away from here. My world needs you more than they do. But the wire is cold and the reciever is down and you must be almost there by now. Don't get settled because I love you and need you home.
You remind me of home: a broken bed with dirty sheets that creaks when I am shifting in my sleep
You remind me of home: in a suburban town with nothing to do, patiently waiting for something to happen
But the foundation is crumbling and becoming one with the ground while you lay there in slumber...
[I'm] wasting your life
I never said goodbye to the road when I saw it.
Somehow it feels like I never said goodbye to you, and that rips me in pieces.
"Don't throw it away" keep it
"Don't give it to him" hold it yourself
"You can find better" I see no one
"This isn't forever" but it's the start
People change, reflections are altered in the face of a pond or river or swimming pool, we are never the same. The angle of the sun makes our shadows darker, longer, wider and further away from us. By the time we find our hair, we are cold and alone.
"Don't venture too far" I have no where else to go
"Stay where it's safe" Safe is drying up
"Wear your sunscreen" But I am not outside
"Take your vitamins" nothing but substance
Who else will leave, out of their own will and imagination? I need to start over but over is over and over and over. The heart is a muscle, and everytime it rips it gets stronger and stronger and stronger. Rip.
"Keep in touch" say I.
"Don't worry, I will" says he.
Rip. To embrace, to feel warmth, sometimes that is the most single beautiful moment in ones existance.
June 21st, 2002. But love doesn't grow on trees. Unless it's a love tree and the world is clear out of that. Rip.
May 20th, 2004. I love you I do. Rip Rip
June 18th, 2004. How do you do this without feeling it? Rip Rip Rip
June 25th, 2004. Your voice is all that I heard. I could even see you talking. I know you. I know you very well. You said you were afraid. I tried not to cry because I am afraid too. That was not my voice cracking you heard, that was my heart hiccuping because my eyes were wet. You said you were scared of failing. I thought secretly that maybe you should fail... so that you can home home. That isn't your home... and I don't want it to ever be your home. Because I love you more than they will. I have for 3 years.
How do you say goodbye to love? To caring? To honesty and trust and beauty? The world needs love and varing and honesty, trust and caring but now that is away from here. My world needs you more than they do. But the wire is cold and the reciever is down and you must be almost there by now. Don't get settled because I love you and need you home.
You remind me of home: a broken bed with dirty sheets that creaks when I am shifting in my sleep
You remind me of home: in a suburban town with nothing to do, patiently waiting for something to happen
But the foundation is crumbling and becoming one with the ground while you lay there in slumber...
[I'm] wasting your life