Tuesday, November 1, 2011


My ego gets the best of me.
Like you, and even her too.
This mind may be locked in
It spills and overflows
I have to hide to keep this tide
I have to remind
to be kind

Because this tired mind doesn't want to try

But why? She too can cry...
And I shouldn't want to know her hurt
Because I do thinking of you

And I want to be held

By those arms I know so well
Pretending it is just me
And that I am your key

But love is locked

And the boat seems docked
Ready to sail?
Who knows we may prevail

One day we will see what was meant to be.

Think of me
because I promise I'll always remember thee

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