Friday, November 18, 2011

A SKEPTIC'S LOVE

I've been waiting on my own too long
for nothing
but love
I'm no longer sure it even exists
With each possibility of opening up
with each possibility of falling deep
I start to feel how my heart gets torn
I close my eyes to beauty
I close my heart to affection
Love killed me
Yes, with love I always find my place among the ashes
So before I open up my arms and heart
before I pour out every dream inside my soul
before you kiss me on the lips
Prove to me that I can trust you
that I can sleep and know you will be there in the morning
that I can cry tears of joy for the first time
Prove to me that you are not going to make circles in my life.
I've been waiting on my own too long
I easily scare
I easily run

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