i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

and it made me cry..

i want it back.

i havent felt this way for so long

you gave me all i needed.

it hurts so much

to feel this way.

to want that fantasy,

because its out of reach again...

even though you're real..and tangible

you're so far away.

so tired

too much to handle.

i just want to stay home, and go back into familiarity.

where music plays with every scene,

and he always runs after you..

always.

if it were still within my hands

i might just let you go..