last song on the blue side
with the sun rise,
the darkness of the nite,
usually fades away,
but now this time,
the memory of the nite,
is here to stay.
i've been awake,
not nearly conscious enough,
so in bed i lay,
as the thoughts churn,
tears don't extinguish the burn,
they come too late.
although just a dream,
it was much closer than i could believe,
but in the end the,
ocean called out again,
for you to leave.
with each summer,
i try not to remember,
so i can maintain,
but the reminder,
of what was left in my heart,
is here to stay.
although just a dream,
it was much closer than i could believe,
but in the end the,
ocean called out again,
for you to leave.
posted by fillshe @ 10:29 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home