I laid you down on the grass of a clearing you wept but your soul was willing
random.
words I once thought sounded like poetry now resemble words for what they are, drunken slur.
i knew you once but now we're nothing but strangers.
after the turbulance ride, after months of not speaking I get "I won't forget you"
and on that note, I don't know what to say (but I think I've kind of forgotten you)
what am I saying, I can't forget you.
not because I don't want to...
but because you were the first to show me what detachment meant.
even if you didn't mean to.
I'm no longer mad, or have any resentment towards that night.
I'm glad it happened. I'm just sorry that happened the way it did, sometimes I think things would have turned out different for us.
<3prettyeyes.
words I once thought sounded like poetry now resemble words for what they are, drunken slur.
i knew you once but now we're nothing but strangers.
after the turbulance ride, after months of not speaking I get "I won't forget you"
and on that note, I don't know what to say (but I think I've kind of forgotten you)
what am I saying, I can't forget you.
not because I don't want to...
but because you were the first to show me what detachment meant.
even if you didn't mean to.
I'm no longer mad, or have any resentment towards that night.
I'm glad it happened. I'm just sorry that happened the way it did, sometimes I think things would have turned out different for us.
<3prettyeyes.