Dec 12, 2004 12:42
im running out of paper to place the words you scream to me. you are poetic beauty that keeps me on my toes. and finally, i dont smile for anyone other than you and i. i would run from this town;. you would run with me.
we'd leave the innocence at home.
you told me we'd never be apart. and here we are, this is us now; our hands entangled within each others, with my body pressed against your chest. this is me now; i've never been more comfortable with a fallen silence. and this is you now. you've never been more content with a girl who is not the same.
so this is us.
w e ' r e o n f i r e. y e a h , w e m e l t s n o w.