I know it'll never be. You live somewhere in the dark and don't allow the sun in. Sill, in my dreams you are free and we are one. I don't know what is worse, to feel nothing or to yearn so deeply for the one that can never be yours. I'm alive when you are within my sight. I'm young, giddy even. When I allow myself to drift and feel I'm sure of my beauty and strength yet when the absoluteness of this picture is realised I am barren. You don't even know. If you did there would be no more graciousness nor amusement. So I crush in secret and wait for this to pass.
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