I'm packing a suitcase,
but not full of clothes...
Not a day goes by
I don't think of you...
Is love beautiful or ugly
hateful or lusting...
I'm tired of feeling lonely..
I'm tired of feeling dead inside...
Alone with my candle light
watching the moon through my window...
Mr. Come Lately
That's the title that best fits you...
April 23rd, 2011
The once silent moon has spoken...
Winter rolls around
snow starts to fall from the sky...
Sitting here wondering what i did wrong and...
questioning my own insanity i begin to pick up the...
As days turned into weeks
And weeks turned into months...
Yeah babe,
okay...
You said you'll never leave
You said that's a promise...