Monday, June 1, 2009

Love, come find me.



Love's out the door, you say the things that hurt so bad, don't wanna try, just let it go. What's the use of holding on, when all we do is hurt our love?

No one said it was easy, it's a shame for us to part. Come back and haunt me, running in circles.

I said, you do not know me, you won't wear my chains. Think i'll start it over, no one knows my name, i'm tired of the weather. I'm flying to outer space. 

Where's Boston?

I could barely look at you. Light up, no choice, no voice but i will be right beside you dear.

Then you found me when no one else was looking. How you'd know i'll be here?

Now i hide again, come, come find me again, my seeker.

In the dark i wait...


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