and heavy hearts with mismatched hands
why did wrong feel right for only so long
before it became so right it felt wrong
tried to follow you into a new darkness
but misplaced the key
you only gave me half - i wanted it whole
was it something more back then
or were you merely feeling adventurous
does my id scare you away from me
if so which one - old me / in that moment me / now me
was it as dangerous as we made it out to be
or did we need some animal attraction
to feed the beast
how often do you think of me
and why does it never feel like enough
i have one confession to make...
would you want me as much if you knew
how do i tell them they're wrong
when i'm secretly praying they're right
how did you turn it on so strong
only to turn it off
and leave me with only
a memory of the dripping drop
how can you leave without saying goodbye
when we were still working on the right way
to say hello
why do my thoughts stray over to you
when i have two waiting to be more fully
discovered and uncovered
how long will i want you before
you and i both know i do
can something exist in multiple forms
or do we need to solidfy our options
how many questions will go unanswered
how long will it take before you realize
it's about you
4 comments:
I only have one question :
How old is the "time"?
I really like this one. A lot.
ufukhati - i wish i could answer that question with a sentence or two that i would feel is a good response... but i have yet to think of one
carling - merci dahling
(clearly i rambled in this one)
Milica,
Actually I didn't want any answer.
To me "the time died at the time it was born".
Am I confusing you? I'm sorry Milica.
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