i will hate you...

Friday, June 11, 2004

"3 syllables 3 words"

the tourniquets of your love
ehance my mind with tentacles of imagination creating my dream world

your in front of me
but not like in my dreams around me holdind me
and i want to tell you that i miss you
i wish that you would too
why cant i get over the issue that i still miss you

my tongue tumbles trageically trying to
exploit worts to explain how much i miss you
my eyes emancipated themselves from locked-barrelled surreal dreams
to they can see you

your so close to me
back turned i want just to wrap my arms around you
i dont want to let go of your hug because
this feeling inside never went away
its been dreaming dreams waiting for it to become reality
i need to stop dreaming in a dream world
because im not making any ground missing you in my mind

and if i had the chance i would say
you would make my life complete
but this is not another love piece to make you see
i love you
these are letters to you hinting i really miss you

typical themes embedded into this writing but these are my feelings put into words
and today you re-ignited the hidden fire within me
unlocked the chained feelings i stored away when i sank to the bottom
your presence not only invokes my mind with inspiration to write
but gives life to the dreams ive had might after night
but i cant have these anymore

i cant imagine what were supposed to be
because all i want at night before i sleep
it jsut you and me
my mind barracades itself from foreighn thoughts
erasing the present
replaying the past in forms of clips
replaying each memory onto my eyelids
giving me the ability to change what happened and what couldve happened

i want to enter each memory we had
re-live it in supernovas
re-live them over and over till it becomes reality once again
becuz im tired of telling
faded, blurred sand-polished images of you
that speak to me in silence
bahing no clue that im speaking the truth to you
the ive spent everynight tryin to erase you from my vocabulary
but nots its just another natural sense
right before i sleep your name is uttered out with other shit on my mind
and everytime its your name

the simple three sllyables glide of my lips
three years since i confessed my three word phrase
but only this feeling remains
i miss you..its tru
i do
deeply miss you

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