"Reach for Me Again"

And I wonder if it could have been true that when I was dreaming what was inside your head, you were dreaming of me too.

Final moments melting in the pot. I feel sorrow for the abruptness and the intense emotions that came in floods. That chance was all i needed. Spinning in the air. Arrest and looking forward to the moment when I'll collide into you again.

As you walk away, the mist moves over my skin and bones. Shut out and protected. Again, we're left alone. A little more burdened then before.

It exsisted. It was true. On some level. I was true.

  ¶ 9/13/2004 09:37:00 PM