Monday, January 11, 2010

a poem inside of a story... reading between the lines.

I don't believe this, cause I do believe it.



An If this is it.
Than this ill tell you.
Ive closed my eyes for the last time.
An I just kissed you goodbye.
As if it was the last time.
Id ever kiss you goodbye.

An this walk felt like it would never end.
Though when I came too.
I was still standing right next to you.
An when I hear foot steps.
An All I see is snow,
Ill see you barefooted.
Looking up to me.


Only the feeling is .
I never let you go.
I swore I could.
I don't find it right to have to fill this silence,
Cause your eyes cut through it,
An see me for me.
An I want you for you.
An Id trade it all.
To lay here awake, beside you.
And as I lay my head on your chest.
An Hear it follow the rhythm to mine.
Only if I could lay here and listen to the rhythm
Cause your heart alone.
It plays my favorite song.


But, Ill get through tomorrow.
An Ill see If yesterday even mattered at all.
Until.
There is nothing left.
Worth reaching for.
So Ill take this breathe an let you out.
I came To ask you.
To Answer me,
Because I feel like this is the count down.


Is it sad to say, That I don't know where we stand.
I just hope I don't miss it.
I'm kinda, at the part where I don't know whats next.
I actually don't know what to do next.
I keep finding myself walking in circles.
An I was at the point where I didn't even know.
An I was at the point where I never thought
Id find you.

An when you come to me,
An there in your eyes.
Is every star that I need,
I mine as well be left to drawn at sea.
Cause,
My last request would be for you.
To just stay beside me.


Tonight, I might have lied.
if i said it was fine Id let you go.
I told myself over and over.
That I'm alright, I'm actually alright.
An As I drove, I swore id be alright.
An I began to think.
that i can barley handle your icy blues.
Locked on me.
How they cut me open an let me see
What was possibly meant to be...

You should have never let me fall, But I did.
And i know Ive been hit hard.
But before I can let you go.
There is so many things
I wish you could know.


So tonight I'll make a toast, Cause I'm hoping you actually hear me.
I just want to see your eyes stare right through me.
Straight insides me.
I'm not really ready to say goodbye.
An I thought I could just let you go.
An be alone. The hardest part is thinking that.
Your sleeping alone.
An the hardest part is...
I don't want you to sleep alone


Ive got you stuck in my head.
An I really don't know if you've got it that bad.
So I think You should come and
sit with me.
I'm trying my best not to try at all.
And all I know is How to brace myself for a fall.
The days have come and gone.
Ive watch a lot of people come and go.
An to be honest I'm not quite ready to let you go.

An If i can hear you laugh once more.
An If I may,
Id like to make you laugh once more.
And I know I haven't got much of anything.
But, Id like you to maybe sit here.
An I'm pretty sure we've got everything.
An If I could have promised you it all.
Would you've still asked to go.
Do you really have to go?
Or could you possibly sit with me.
Cuz I cant live with the thought.
Of you not having what you need.



I'm sorry.


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