The things we could never say, has already been said.
I've seen you before, at the same time I haven't.
You've seen me walk by, without a sound.
I've went up to you, you've walked away.
I've stood and watched you go away.
You've glanced, I've glanced back.
I couldn't keep my eyes away.
You blocked your way in viewing such sight,
Away with the wind you say.
There's this crowd of people,
All I'm seeing is you.
We were crowded, you've wanted to pull me out.
I've wanted to pull you out.
Erases your vision on seeing me,
With your hands, you're grasping.
Concealing your eyes are dreaming.
There has to be something with this season because the wind is picking up.
Papers sway, now apathy is lingering E v e r y w h e r e.
You know it's me. I'm here and I won't be leaving.
It's been two hours since I've last seen you.
Seven days and three hours since you've noticed me leaving.
Time is to wish as nothing turns to something.
Your smile can't erase.
Your soft smile and your soft eyes.
The day lays at rest and I know your not talking.
I have spoken, you have spoken.
I haven't spoken, you haven't spoken twice as much.
Thrice we haven't spoken.
Curious as to how much we haven't, perhaps we have once.
Sincerely thou, Sincerely thyself.
You're walking, and I keep walking into walls.
You're somewhere and I'm right here,
Waiting for time,
Waiting for anything that takes the time out of waiting.
Waiting for fall to come and take me in with the wind.
Thrice I'm right here.
Irrespective actions just one click away.
In the meantime say anything
For that one thing.
The one thing photographs could ever say.
 xX_iEMOJay-rawrz · Thu Dec 18, 2008 @ 01:18am · 0 Comments |
