Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Desperate.

In the middle of the night,
I wake up to see the stars sparkle.
These little things that make me smile now.
For they take your place,
Replace you upon that pedestal.
In this wind that blows tonight,
I smell you, I smell desperation.
Desperate to see you again,
Desperate to feel you again, maybe love you.
But its not the same,
You're not the same.

In the middle of the road,
When I spot a face,
As they smile, I see you inside.
Somewhere in the curve of the lips.
They resemble you to the slightest degree.
Burning me inside, I'm sorry everyday.
I will always love, I will always cry.
It was my turn to walk away,
But I thought it was our time.
I thought if I saw you then,
I'd feel you again.
I was missing you when I saw the sparkles.
I found me, the me you saw.
How I was when I laid in your arms,
When I smiled, I felt it again.
In this moment, my heart thumps this feeling.
Feeling of desperation,
Just to see you again,
To lie in your arms,
To feel complete again.
But I saw you,
It wasn't the same.
You weren't the same.

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