Wednesday, June 2, 2010

all eyes to the west.

Where have you been all this time?
I don’t know how I got past through the seasons without missing you at all.
Four summers.
Well, I miss you now. I miss you right now.
My harbor. My escape.
Lost within you, I don’t want to be found.

You’re the reason why.

And all this time, I’ve been figuring out a way how I could keep your smiles between my arms.
That way, the thunder won’t bother me anymore every time it rains.
Shivering, the dreary skies are haunting.
My saccharine sunset, fill me with awe again.

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