Jan 25, 2009 16:13
god, i just want to go back.
i miss the hot days, and the cool nights. i miss waking up to the sun creeping through the shades, and knowing i'm not lying there alone. i miss skating around venice beach, and making fun of terrible surfers from the board walk. i miss cloudless skies and stars at night. i miss stepping out of the safety of routine for once. i miss meeting new people. i miss dancing, and laughing, and drinking. i miss the beatles and paul simon. i miss not having to wear a big black coat that stops at my shins every time i want to step out my front door. i miss funk shows and genuine smiles. i miss feeling safe and protected.
oooh, what have i gotten myself into?
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.