Tuesday, January 24, 2012

you are.

You are the trips i did not take
You are the shoes i could not buy
You are the pies i did not bake
You are my magnificent blue sky

You are the books i did not write
You are the holes i could not mend
You are the song my heart just cries
You are the letters i did not send

You are the pictures i did not take
You are the goodbyes i did not wave
You are the promises i break
You are the sorry i could not say

You are the moon that ceases to glow
when i want you late at night
and i just wanted you to know
that i still love you, if that’s alright. 


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