Wednesday, May 16, 2007

poems, shmomes...

Hard to know who's ship exactly has sailed,
I could have tried my whole like to make you happy,
And I easily would have failed..

We're cutting the ropes to this hot air balloon... I cant stand that it's so anti-climactic
and that You and I are so far from over dramatic..

So grown up and so far away from fifteen,
So much easier for you to be subtly mean..

You know... last night I dreamt up a proper goodbye,
somewhere inside the one that never happened between you and i

i had to dream up the opportunity to scream..
(in reality) i'll settle for high and dry, messed up, but clean..

1 comment:

vantastic said...

you are so great...cheers.