Again.
6:41 p.m. + 2006-06-16

I'm cutting this paper to ribbons
Like you tear my heart to shreads.
Scissors to the words I wrote,
The ones my heart once said.
Tears upon my pillow case;
The ones I can't stop falling.
I'm trying to fall asleep tonight
But I can hear you calling

My name carved with yours
Into trees and in the sands.
I remember walking aimlessly,
Just you and I, holding hands.
I remember the way it feels
When you touch me anywhere,
And the way you look at me
Gives me feelings that are rare.

Now here you are, back again.
Darling, this wound's still sore.
I think you can see it in my eyes;
After years this love's still raw.

Hurt me. Break me. Take what
You want from me. You know
I'd give you anything. It's hot,
True devotion, and every word
Will rot just like we do, once
Sent to the grave where everyone,
Even the rich, becomes a slave.

Yet, no matter how much you hurt me,
And no matter how many tears I cry,
I'll still love you until my very last breathe,
Up until my very last goodbye.

before & after

last five
Secrets. - 2006-07-28
Again. - 2006-06-16
Wishes. - 2006-06-16
The Perfect Storm - 2006-06-16
Wish Upon A Star - 2006-06-16

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