Meeting Between Myself, My Brain And My Heart.

[daemonikk]

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She is winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's

Comments

[mumsisdaughter]

You can try to come to an understanding but they've a habit of meeting behind your back and ganging up on you. I remember the feeling. Hang in there.

[jackjackrabit]

Man, we hope your alright Daniel, this doesn't seem as bad as last time at least...but still, we hope your alright *hugs*