Mar 11, 2008 02:18
With the world in slumber,
I find my thoughts in the silence.
I remember many times how
life has passed by
things that I have cherished.
I remember how pebbles we kept
in pockets for luck
slowly become boulders and
weighed us down;
how each word we didn't say
carried us a day and our love away;
I remember wondering how
the world keeps turning
after feelings change.
And don't you every time just know
it will be different this time?
But still you toss the pebbles from
your pockets,
so you'll know your way back home.