mademoiselepoet
Feb 20, 2007 08:50
oh the days have past
and still i yearn for the old
the stolen moments in the summer heat;
laying on our backs
resting on the hill
watching the clouds
and being.
but when we moved,
our imprints were worn in the grass,
and our hearts
mademoiselepoet
Feb 14, 2007 20:33
you know what i got for valentines day?
dumped!
mademoiselepoet
Feb 05, 2007 21:50
where are you going?
why leave me behind?
i'm lost and alone,
trapped in my mind
they say you don't love me,
that it's all a lie
in my weakend condition
i'm starting to cry
i can't ignore the messages
that they send to me
tangled in a giant web
unable to break free
mademoiselepoet
Feb 05, 2007 21:47
i've got all these ideas bouncing in my head and i can't seem to form them into anything worthwhile. it's just a line or two, and then nothing more.
i wish i could just write as i used to. free-flowing and not caring. but now everything has meaning, everything must mean something. instead of just being.
i miss that.
mademoiselepoet
Jan 30, 2007 11:02
if there is anything worth waiting for,
it is this.
the fire that burns to keep you warm
the light that shines to keep you seen.
to touch the moon and the sun,
to feel the stars and the clouds floating along with you.
it is the best reward for waiting