You drew me too deep inside.Only to cast me away. Playing
Everyone thinks they know what is best. The path they have chosen Must fit all. Knowledge of Right and wrong
Never again Will I be the means Used to deal my love an injury Never again
I don’t know if you read these things But if you do I’ll take your silence as a
I thought I was the adult I had the years that is without question But experience and wisdom Those were yours
It didn’t happen all at once The stress of impact And the heat of friction Combined Has a natural result
2015-01-21-21-07-36_poetryx Wondering Wandering Quagmire My own creation
I know That you still feel The same as I do I know That it can only
Blessed to see Even momentarily To touch The greatest of heights reached by two people of one mind
One more meeting Just one more Rendezvous And the courage To speak up
This is where I am Though I fail to treasure it I am still right here
In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched
I have been proud I have considered myself wise I have thought that I was Far above The failures of others
When I got over the hill the girls hooted and I skated down the fun side of the arched bridge over the river. Carving hard
Letting go Is not a choice That I can just make There are no simple steps I can mechanically perform