seeking greener grass

part of my history

Saturday, October 27, 2001

when i write this i would not expect you to understand where as i expect nothing back from you. i've seen myself vanish in the thin air inside your room. where my kisses had left marks, my laughter and cries have been broken. i've heard myself doing a monolog that not wish you to hear. i've lost myself in the silence of heart. yours and mine. time has beckon me in parts that i could not explain and i wish to go alone. not tearing anyone and having anyone. as i owe nothing and left nothing.

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