Sad.

This feeling keeps creeping up on me.
I can't hold it back even from my dreams.
Now I'm loosing my ability to be free.

Sad. Lonely.

We are apart again and I can't seem to function.
My heart and my brain have come to a junction.
Now my body is in a state of dysfunction.

Sad. Lonely. Unsure.

The future is so uncertain and dark.
No matter which way I turn, I don't know where to start.
My hands continuously play a lonely song by Mozart.

Sad. Lonely. Unsure.

ok.

I know only one thing about hardships like this,
And no matter what happens; and how much you wish,
Life will go on.

We saw each other,
There were no words.

We ended up underwater,
Surfaced, then stared.

Though we may never meet again I want you to know,
To know how i feel about the way I grow.

Each day I got to spend with You,
Made me feel anew,
Reborn for the ashes like your first debut.

You will always have a special place with me,
In my heart you will always be,

Remembered.

Someday soon I'll join you. In a place not so far away,
A place where we will get the chance to play.

Together again like we were never parted,
Maybe on that Island no ones ever charted.

You and I together again because,
Your not only my love.
You are my best friend.

As I lay here one my bed,
I rest the pillow underneath my head.
I think about the nights we had,
together in a distant land.
You can never understand how much I care,
your a wonderful guy, but you don't compare.
I gave my heart away, long ago,
and I've never been able to let go,
of the man that stole my love, my soul.
He is my drug and he had control.
I wish you were the one for me,
because your a perfect guy honey.
But I cannot love when I have none to give,
I hope someday soon you will forgive.

When your heart is attached
by a string
                 or other thing...
                                           maybe a rope?
                                           or a chain?

Either way that "thing" is attached.

You and another a perfect,
or not so perfect match.

Your ideas always seem to wander back to them
Like they live at home in your brain stem.

Where everything you do or see somehow involves me..
                or she, or he, or him.
You put yourself out on that limb.

Ready to love,
                because they are your drug.

Call it what you must,
but to me, myself, and I...

                                          This is lust.

that undying feeling,

peeling,

maybe faith healing,

feeling.

When all you know is that you want them,
Right now.
Right there.
Right then.

You and me.

Sitting there alone under the bustling trees.

On the dock down the street.
Where we sit and watch the fleet,
                              of lights leading the way
Out onto the flaccid water of the bay.

You and I alone at last.

Silent and sturdy like a pane of glass.

That has become the water,
                              out in front of us.
As we ponder our lives away
We grow old together at the bay.

Our eternal love was show the way,
by the fleet of lights out on Annapolis' bay.