Dear you,
there's only so many sorrowless
words,
that can roll off the
tounge,
to try and express the amount of
feelings,
that can never be
shown.
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and as the heartbreaking days
continue,
i start to wonder if we'll
ever,
be more than just a complication
again,
or if i'll always be on my,
own.
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are we only going to be lonely
nights,
while watching the bullets fly
overhead,
or the drinks that never become your
touch,
that i painfully wish i had
known?
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and sometimes i may ask alot from
you,
but can we run away
together?
i might just have the world figured
out,
but i can't do this
alone