Tonight I dream,
But tomorrow i awaken.
I lay dowm in hopes of seeing you, but I seem to forget the the pain you bring.
Is it I who has mistaken your kindness for affection.
Or you
Who has mistaken my affection for kindness.
Either way we are both stranded on the dangerous island of love.
We endure the conditions of it day in and day out.
Bright warm steamy days,
Dark lonesome nights filled with wanderlust and pain.
I only seek to know where you are
when my love is vein.
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
Tonight I dream,
But tomorrow i awaken.
I lay dowm in hopes of seeing you, but I seem to forget the the pain you bring.
Is it I who has mistaken your kindness for affection.
Or you
Who has mistaken my affection for kindness.
Either way we are both stranded on the dangerous island of love.
We endure the conditions of it day in and day out.
Bright warm steamy days,
Dark lonesome nights filled with wanderlust and pain.
I only seek to know where you are
when my love is vein.
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