We seem to keep hitting a head in this crossroad we approached. We are perfect together, we are untameably in love. But something in you is holding back and I accept all the fault in that. But love and trust go hand in hand. And I know you love me, so I know you trust me. However small the amount is its there. Sometimes I wish I could just push you past that, and sometimes I wish I could just take away whatever hurt I've caused, but I'm patient. And so are you with your loving white wings. I don't know if they're real Marissa but I've never seen you without them. Laying beside you at night, awake watching you til the morning approached and the dawn danced across your skin, lighting up every freckle and beauty mark is a memory that sticks to me like the hardest glue. I can seperate the mystery for you. I've put up a block at this point to keep you from hurting me, but I've taken out a few of the bricks recently. Because you're mine again. My girl, my life, my world, my everything. In a way you always were just mine. Nothing could have made it any less true, even when you disregarded claim of me. Me and my loving, unnerving heart. The lion and the lamb.
We are as we always have been. In love and alone in the meadow.
Your hand in mine, somewhere in that far off dream.
But we're gonna make a dream real.
Just hold on tight, don't let go.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Just a little late, but you found me.
I'm breathing. I'm alive.
You're a little late;
But I think now, I'll be fine.
I love you.
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