Goals



My gold,
is to be,
as the waves,
to give, and give, and give,
until I glisten,
to let go
of convention and conviction,
to be moved,
by the wind.

Monday, November 1, 2010

With You

If I could be anywhere,
it just might be
next to you,
but sometimes,
I wish you would just die,
or go away,
Atleast then, I could love,
for who you are not.                                                      
But for some reason,
I wonder about you,
who you're with,
and how does he feel to you,
I wonder if you ever,
think about me,
and I wonder
how many smiles I've missed,
you always did know,
how to have fun,
and I was always,
the old shoe,
if we ever met again,
and some how,
I stole your heart,
I promise only,
to hurt you,
returning seduction,
in kind.

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