Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Where there's smoke
I ignored every lesson they had to say
And burned every bridge along the way
laid a trail of deceit along as I go
To get back to the things I used to know.
All just a memory now cause it’s never same
Gone through my options but I am to blame
They told me I’d learn but I thought I was clever
And honestly I wonder if now I know better
Always walking these roads but I never get tired
Can’t get back now ‘cause my path is on fire
Monday, September 7, 2009
Someday you will miss missing

That moment at 3:00 am I realized passion exists. It didn't hit me when I was talking to you and lusting over everything you said. But when I realized that you were the reason for my wondering down this dirt road at unusual hours, missing what used to be. what could have been.
Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better...
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