It's that vast land that I want,
That open plain of sea
The step into the wilderness,
Where it's just you and me
I wished it long ago
Like a child in a dream,
I'd be lying if I pretended
I still don't see it in my sleep.
I can't understand sometimes,
like I'm blindfolded in the dark
and even though you're stood there
we're almost miles apart.
I never lied when I said my heart was open
exposed only for you,
it might be easier to forget and leave
but I'd choose to hurt for eternity,
because it's always you I'd choose.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:28 PM UTC
It's that vast land that I want,
That open plain of sea
The step into the wilderness,
Where it's just you and me
I wished it long ago
Like a child in a dream,
I'd be lying if I pretended
I still don't see it in my sleep.
I can't understand sometimes,
like I'm blindfolded in the dark
and even though you're stood there
we're almost miles apart.
I never lied when I said my heart was open
exposed only for you,
it might be easier to forget and leave
but I'd choose to hurt for eternity,
because it's always you I'd choose.
As they say... poetry can't be written, if there's 'nothing poetic about my state'
