1-24-05
12:13 am
It was.
As it always is.
Another amazing night.
Another lonely.
Another parting.
Of lips.
That were made.
To be together.
Another yanking.
On my heart.
As I forced myself.
To drive away from you.
I would give anything.
To have fallen asleep.
Next to you last night.
You are a becon.
Of hope.
On the cold lonely shores.
Of my heart.