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Post by moonwick on Jan 27, 2007 21:55:03 GMT -5
At nighttime, I've a traipsing heart that searches far and wide for someone who can love me whole and reach me deep inside. My heart, she falls for no one but the one she cannot touch, and though he's grand, the situation doesn't help me much.
I've tried to talk some sense into the foolish side of me. My heart, she will not listen, and she will not let him be. Instead, she keeps insisting that I overcome my fears, but if I give her what she wants, this game will end in tears.
I swear, I'm only human, and I've made some big mistakes, but I am growing weary of the chances that she takes. At nighttime, I've a traipsing heart that leaves me far behind. I wish she'd step more cautiously; I know she's going blind.
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Post by A Ghost in the Wind on Jan 27, 2007 22:02:35 GMT -5
Boo-ya. It rhymed, and I liked it.
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Post by moonwick on Jan 27, 2007 22:03:54 GMT -5
Yay!
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