things are always happening

i wanted this to mean something be something lose myself in you in careful glances gazes lost hours days packed into tin cans and telling the stories later of how all of it was a miracles all of it was made worthwhile by stolen kisses in the rain stolen looks a bit of flesh skin shone in the light in the dark couldn't wait it out it's best if you can't wait it out not being able to is best i think i know i always knew the things that were better than forever fell in half hours and six hours and left me chest bruised body sore i always wanted it like that i think maybe i could have been a god if not for being in love with being alive.

2002-10-30 | 1:25 p.m.
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