Jan 24, 2006 01:33
"Snowy Day"
It's a cold, snowy day in Kirksville,
And the trees are laced with ice.
A week into the new semester and
Already the world is covered in frost.
It figures.
It's cold and I'm lonely,
And I can't help but think of you-
You, across the hall,
You, sleeping in your car,
You, living with your boyfriend,
You, somewhere I'll never see,
You, serving coffee in a resturaunt.
You, and everything you represent,
You, and all the past regrets,
You, and the idea of you.
You never leave my mind.
Sometimes I wonder if what I really love
Is not being loved at all.
-1-24-06