Sunday, March 8, 2009

It seems like sometimes there are things that aren't meant to be had. The world comes so very close to reaching a certain point, and then it shifts, it turns, and a new path is begun.

Watch the day and all it brings and welcome the night in to your arms

Pieces of the puzzle fall to the floor and get swept away leaving the pictureboth incomplete and perfect.

What can you do with a sentimental heart?

I life my head up and look around and see exactly what I've seen before.

Your tentative hand brushes against mine and sets the world on fire.

so close to sleep... darkness... fingers can barely move across tehk keyboard.

copy. paste. delete. wash. rinse. repeat.

good night, world.g'nihgt world.

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