moving on…
man, that’s what im trying to do
or that’s what i tell myself
every time the tears begin to fall
but the salted sorrow
only tattoos my face
reminding me you’re someone i cant let go.
am i so focused on the
good (real and imagined)
that i keep trying to change the past
or atleast alter the future in “our” favor?
but if the force im working
to defeat is you,
why am i even pushing at all?
Sunday, October 31, 2010
A Roadblock in My Heart's Pen
Originally Posted: February 21, 2010
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