My Love Story

Oct 06, 2006 19:26

I awoke and wondered why my sleep has been so clouded.
Something then awoke in me that yet has been to named.
The thought that one as scared as I will pass to be remembered.
But, alone is must or else my pride fades away and always dies.

Because I cannot take from you. You must take from me.
You must stop and say "hello" and see how far the memories go.

They cannot take us into now. We cannot see tomorrow.
We only see that each are here beside us and in safety.
I need you. You need me. We do not die crooked trees.
Trees alone and scared to bloom beside the places we must stand.
Waiting for a friend to hold and touch and never fear.
You may reward me with a tear.
Laugh and sleep and always think happiness is near.
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