Monday | March 10, 2008

The walls, and blocks, fell down. And led me to you,

The la mar, set a good soundtrack for how id be in contact.

Because were all made up of beautiful girls.

But you showed me, our beautiful minds.

And ever since then, a shift in my stomach, has changed my mind

Forever. A shift in the wind, wispered your name, so sweetly id never know

What this zephyr of a direction in life would spin me.

But years later, something aches inside, and calls for the gentile comfort of conversation.

Before the dark, stupid, wintery sting loomed into my chest, making me cold, and angry.

Which doesn’t dress me up right at all, because id never worn those clothes before.

And I refuse to now, but in this case I guess it comes down to shedding skin.

I always thought I knew what to do, but now I finally do.

I hope to go to that little house in your mind made of ideas and dreams,

And stay there a lot.. a little for a little while..

And I intend to, even if my hearts not on my sleve,

Even though to an extent, my brain will be pouring its thoughts to you.

And in turn the thoughts, that come from my heart.

So either way, im giving it to you. Strangly I don’t really mind,

The best part is ….

Well, I guess im the only one to know.