Your Lover is here
What is love? What is love? Something I wished for long ago from above. The sun is out. The rays on my face. When I think of you, I go to my special place. Air through my hair, wind singing songs. When there was us, What could have gone wrong? I bring my knees up. They cover my face. I am the only one in my special place. My tears freeze to ice. My place becomes cold. The freezing air whispers secrets in my ear. I look at a grave... "Your Lover Is Here."
x-ToothlessComb-x · Sat May 01, 2010 @ 01:10am · 0 Comments |