Aug 27, 2004 13:21
Its three in the morning. The city is dead, but we're still trying to stay alive. We've travelled every street and I guess its time to leave, but I hope for every light to be red because I can't breathe without you and I don't want to. I'm sorry that I'll miss you and I can't hold your hand until you fall asleep. I'm kissing you in your car through our favorite songs, but it isn't enough. I want to wake up in your arms and hear you whispering to me. I want to lie in bed with you while we fill eachothers' heads with dreams of the future. You tell me you love me in the dark.. but over the noise of the engine it just doesn't sound right. I'll walk away but you won't ever leave. I'm writing about your eyes and your voice and how you couldn't come with me. I blamed this all on you, but somehow it feels like my fault. So forgive me, Love.. and I'll forget again. I'll see you tomorrow and I won't mention that I pretended you were sleepless without me...