She left,
Me,
She left our fish.
A trinket
a being,
hungry,
i knew already
I feel her,
shes swimming,
telling me of her emotions,
i can read them,
easily
naturally
We built this relationship,
Ages spent in silence,
We'll share them,
understand, that
we can be together
longer then the days will count.
silent
maybe i would play
a record for you,
but you wouldn't listen,
only feel.
Feb 19, 2010
Feb 19, 2010 at 6:34 AM UTC
She left,
Me,
She left our fish.
A trinket
a being,
hungry,
i knew already
I feel her,
shes swimming,
telling me of her emotions,
i can read them,
easily
naturally
We built this relationship,
Ages spent in silence,
We'll share them,
understand, that
we can be together
longer then the days will count.
silent
maybe i would play
a record for you,
but you wouldn't listen,
only feel.