Friday, June 5, 2009

.

Suddenly, a cloud must have cut a hole in my head,
when i was tangled all in your words.
How quick to forget who we are.
With eyes unimpressed,
you're sealing the conversations.
And are you wondering how things could be
Just staring at the surface.
When all the walls have tendencies.
But it's not your fault when no one taught you how.
And now the one you once loved is leaving.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like the image of a cloud poking a hole in one's head, Jillian. ;0)

gigi said...

Thank you, person. I don't believe i know who you are. It's a song. Not the best song, but I like it.