May 07, 2005 00:24
you take all the love i am capable of feeling,
and you infest it with your sick disease.
awkward thoughts haunting me..
i have words.
i have love.
i have beauty.
watching the passion rise from the ashes..
seeing what it means to feel,
to love,
to be,
to exist for but short moment in time.
i dream a million dreams just to keep you here,
in hopes someday you see me too.