Feb 18, 2009 21:22
it used to be so easy
love and be loved
bask in the attention
bathe in the adoration
now cut all three
cut them out of the equation
you're left with nothing more
than crying to yourself
head in your hands
your knees on the floor
eyes, heart, head, sore
your life becomes a metaphor
easily shattered by removing one little word
one person, how absurd
him, to dictate your feelings
him, you wait around for
him, without you feel like nothing
but it's something
when you realize
where you really are
an open door
is in your face
waiting for you
on your time this time
waiting for falling footsteps