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or at least, where we think forwards lies. until we round the bend anticipating the roar of rapids and a waterfall only to find the ripples we created at the last corner meeting us, splashed in the face by the determined kick of before riding the tail end of after. the fate of floating in circles in a small pond. i don't quite know how to say how i feel. those three words are said too much they're not enough. what is today from tomorrow if they are covered in the same memory stains? what is yesterday from today if the colors have bled off the page and mingled into blurred scenery and fuzzy spots of light the way nights look in the rain? and what of the words in those times, and what of my heart? the things i remember and cannot choose to forget. the things i cannot choose to remember and forget. let's waste time chasing cars around our heads love, one question remains, spinning in the pooling circles of my footsteps, fuzzed in-between states flaking off my hair and running down my eyelids, forcing my head into a bow. if i lay here, if i just lay here, would you lie with me, and just forget the world? Labels: musically inspired |