| bringing sexy back t(^O^t) !!! ( @ 2006-10-02 22:55:00 |
a cariacture of intimacy
a dream once, you know. the kind where it's everything you don't mean and everything you can't remember. the sky was rising, going farther and farther up until finally i couldn't even touch it, not even on my toes with my arms stretching up, up. fingers straining, up, up.
i want to fly, i really do, but my feet are nailed to the bare boards of yesterday. i want to follow but i can't. can you understand that?
it hurts, it hurts, does it ever go away? does anything ever go away?
i miss you. i miss you, i miss you, i miss you.
god, i miss you.
something's calling me, someone, a song of a song of a song of a song, and i can barely hear it. but i can. i can hear it. so please don't leave me behind again, don't leave me behind, don't leave me behind.
i love you. i love you, i love you, i love you.
when i woke up, for a few throat-choking heart-stopping heart-breaking seconds, i thought i was right. i thought that the sky really had finally left, going away to wherever skies go to.
my heart hurts. it hurts. can't you make it
just
stop
and i had
a dream once, you know. the kind where it's everything you don't mean and everything you can't remember. the sky was rising, going farther and farther up until finally i couldn't even touch it, not even on my toes with my arms stretching up, up. fingers straining, up, up.
i want to fly, i really do, but my feet are nailed to the bare boards of yesterday. i want to follow but i can't. can you understand that?
it hurts, it hurts, does it ever go away? does anything ever go away?
i miss you. i miss you, i miss you, i miss you.
god, i miss you.
something's calling me, someone, a song of a song of a song of a song, and i can barely hear it. but i can. i can hear it. so please don't leave me behind again, don't leave me behind, don't leave me behind.
i love you. i love you, i love you, i love you.
when i woke up, for a few throat-choking heart-stopping heart-breaking seconds, i thought i was right. i thought that the sky really had finally left, going away to wherever skies go to.
my heart hurts. it hurts. can't you make it
just
stop
and i had