One voice inside my head overpowring the others, saying this over and over again...anybody have any ideas what it means?
..I hear you.
..I smell you.
..I turn into the wind, and can taste you.
You're here, all around me, but too far away to feel.
I wonder if you feel me, if you hear me call.
Can you hear me whisper your name while you sleep, whisper promises of the moon and stars?
Would you take them if I offered?
Will you come home, and sate my need, or stay away and torture me longer?
YOu make me hate myself, because I can't bring myself to hate you. I wake up with your scent in my nose, and voice in my ears. But you're never there.
I know you, but do you know me? Do you care, the way I do?
Can you hear me whisper your name while you sleep, whisper promises of the moon and stars?
Why do I so need something I know I can't have? Why do I want something that causes me pain?
 Ziegfried · Sun Feb 05, 2006 @ 10:28am · 1 Comments |
