Thursday, August 20, 2009

All the things I'd say

I just want you to know..

I've had the wind knocked out of me but never the hurricane
I wish slitting the wrist of the clock would let this moment last forever
I just want to be okay
When you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part
So come on and fly with me, as we make our great escape
You've touched these tired eyes of mine
You deserve a smile with no regret
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
I'm scared
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there
I survive on the breath you're finished with
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I don't fit in that much
I'm yours.

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