I won't blame you, no matter how wrong you are
You're eyes are the last thing I see before I fall
asleep
Only to dream about your eyes again
And forget that you are not mine to dream about
That you would do anything to not see me
ever
In your life
I forget that there are three things you love
and I am not nearly one
I forget because I have to.
Ever felt like the world is a thousand galaxies of pressure
on one small corner of your heart
And that if I just twist this way - yes just so
it will all come pouring out into shining light of day
But the problem lies in the fact that I never know which way is up
So I flounder on the bottom of a forgotten star
Trying to piece together
That dream I had years ago before I fell
asleep.
The one dream in which your eyes saw me
I remember with a shattered smile. You didn't stone me there.
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