| 12:26p |
here in some ways, not in others
looking at the stars
listening to chopin
thinking you're so far
i just want to hold your hand
a comfort felt with no one else
a love worth more than life itself
when two chaotic souls collide
inexpressed needs are satisfied
alone for now, and sitting home
surrounded by memories of places gone
and things not meant to be
dreaming of you, dreaming of me
guess i'll have to see |