Mar 23, 2007 06:08
Brittany is falling again... fast... and he writes me poetry!
Sleepless are the nights
Without someone to hold
Restless are the days
When every touch feels cold
Crazy how it seems
What life was like before
But yesterday has grown
Into so much more
But how could it have changed?
The transition went unfelt
There were no chiming bells
The ice, it didn't melt
They haven't even met
So what is their excuse?
To share in the same fear
To have, and then to lose
-Pat
hmmm.... i cant even sleep because im happy.
smiles...at last