Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Oceans Apart, Seconds Away.

lets face the fact,
as the fact is what it is,
lets just leave it at that,
its you the one that I miss.

I'm poetic at times
and sometimes I sing,
my words they just rhyme,
they don't mean anything.

I'm filled with laughter
but i'm a box full of sharp objects,
try your best to decipher 
to be understood is the prospect.

if you desire to be wanted
all I can say is I want you,
not destined or fated
but don't ever say it's untrue.

I am not tightly closed 
but the waiting is the hardest thing to take
I'm not Jack and you're not Rose
but these dreams they keep me awake.

of photographs and phone calls,
we're not oceans apart or seconds away,
I'm there if you ever fall,
then the unsaid I will say.



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