Jan 16, 2006 20:32
fufillment in the form of fumbles in the dark.
shh! don't say anything, what was that light?
the roads are icy and we will probably die on this mountain, we'll never leave alive but still, but still, my heart is full and my hands are warm.
don't leave me ever, lets laugh together.
how can a world be contained in so little space? there are infinite possibilities for new beginnings and there isnt enough time in the universe to try them all, much less the sweet 12 minutes we have left.
turn the music on, i wish i had time to hold you.