Coffee at NCI.
Trafalgar thoughts. pigeon feathers everywhere and at the center a fountain weeps.
So far away. distance pulls you closer to yourself. so far from then.
Sidewalk lovers scramble through. the sun marks their steps in shadows. but nothing permanent.
Let love write her fairy tales. my tears the ink. my face the pages. let her write. but I will not read.
Will bind them in hardcovers and put them on high shelves in the heart. where the dust collects fast enough that I never have to feel how I felt when.
Nothing more. my life has outlasted me.
It's over. even if this isn't the end.
It's over. the world won't stop. time won't. but in my world nothing moves..
It's broken. everything is.
All I know is that love is a liar. and that lovers are even more pretentious.
All I know is that it was over long before I was sore enough to admit.
and that it has nothing to do with the ache. it's when it stops aching. that's when you know it's hopeless.
I hope everyone enjoys this one, I am kind of fond of it.. Although it may not be the best.
So far away. distance pulls you closer to yourself. so far from then.
Sidewalk lovers scramble through. the sun marks their steps in shadows. but nothing permanent.
Let love write her fairy tales. my tears the ink. my face the pages. let her write. but I will not read.
Will bind them in hardcovers and put them on high shelves in the heart. where the dust collects fast enough that I never have to feel how I felt when.
Nothing more. my life has outlasted me.
It's over. even if this isn't the end.
It's over. the world won't stop. time won't. but in my world nothing moves..
It's broken. everything is.
All I know is that love is a liar. and that lovers are even more pretentious.
All I know is that it was over long before I was sore enough to admit.
and that it has nothing to do with the ache. it's when it stops aching. that's when you know it's hopeless.
I hope everyone enjoys this one, I am kind of fond of it.. Although it may not be the best.