I opened my eyes, last night, and saw you in the low light
Walking by the bay, on the shore
Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore
You happened to look, and see, the tunnels all around me
Running into the dark underground
Friday, August 7, 2009
Ideas, run to me.
Embrace me with open arms and let me hug you, I swear I'd never let you go.
If only I'm doing something related to literature. I'm effing screwed with only words running through my head.