Oct 03, 2005 20:43
butiful and meaningless
that night
the street lights
so entrancing
we ran druunkenly
down the wide streets
and laughed
we laughed at the world
how foolish they were
we laughed at eachother
running so fast
just to turn around
and run back
how pointless
but still it felt so good
so free
just to be
not to worry
what others thought
not to care that
we weren't going any were
that in the end we our selves
were pointless
none of it matered
we were safe
all to gether with the moon and the stars
it was all ok
that night
it was all so compleatly butiful
so compleatly
meaningless