Aug 23, 2004 22:37
okay i was in bed, reading, should be sleeping. I was reading the book my love made for me, the one that means the most to me. I had to get up and listen to one of our songs. Hope for Us. You can't write, you can't sing, you can't do anything at all. It's true, it's the way you feel in this situation. This is not the way it is going to be. oh oh oh, as i read this book over and over again, i see things i had never before seen, things by which I would call love, infact it is more than love. This was what was ment to be.
Now I'm sitting here alone, but I know I am not alone. You are all with me, and what happens between us all will make what the world is to come. It's our world and everyone knows that this story ends with a happy ending. When the suspence and excitment of the story is over we will never be satisfied, only I know what happens to our characters after the final page has turned. I know that that it is mor ethan you can imagine, but nothing out of our reach.
Is there hope for us? Yes
kiss me open mouth
can you sing for me, can you sing it out?