Monday, March 12, 2012

~~~ Comatose ~~~


I feel like a beach without an ocean
Or a songbird without a voice,
I want to forget you
But it seems I have no choice.

The clouds make me think of you
And the grass has me longing for your touch,
It seems foolish, but it's true
How is it possible to miss someone this much?

Your eyes were deep,
Your words sincere,
And I wish I could run to you
But you are not here.

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