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love lost, too many assumptions |
wandering… you say youre coming, but then you fall short of promises, like hitting a wall of silence, of empytness, of all the things i dread in life, a wife, a house, a car, a kid, a pool, life in the suburbs, yuck i swear! all i want is a room somewhere where we can touch and laugh and hold each other close, never wanting to leave so much love in this room we have weaved... where are you, you said you'd come and now i have nothing to do but let my mouth run in crazy directions lubed up with drinks almost like water flowing down the sink. i'm pink with envy not quite red nor green and i wonder why you are being so mean. looks like a mistake to think you were free, to see you and miss you because you're not with me i hate you and love you, that much for sure and even though it hurts i want nothing but more. so love me and leave me and when you must go secure in the knowledge that yeah, i do know... what its like to be empty and lonely inside, to wander and wonder and hurt till i hide. youre not but drop in life's endless flood, but to me you were raining, down like a flood of tears of smiles of joy of hope of life … that’s life... |