It is usually from afar
That I pen these laments
These quixotic prayers
My first thought when I saw you
Never
Never would I have a chance to speak to you
Never would you humor me for even a minute
And that was just fine
It was the world I was accustomed to
That is why I sit here
Thinking of you
And what I would give
To know
You have these daydreams too
Showing posts with label have you made it through this night?. Show all posts
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Monday, May 24, 2010
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