Wednesday, March 07, 2007
It's like being within a sea of people, yet you feel like you're alone.
It's like the feeling of lost and pain only after the person leaves.
It's like cheering as a team, yet you feel like you're shouting.
It's like the feeling of trying to lean on someone, yet everyone walks away.
It's like the hope of you tracing your gaze at my back, yet you barely look my way.
It's like trying to be strong within your presence, only to watch the wind catch my tears.
It's like hugging you for the last time, letting you be carried away by fate.
It's the feeling of you being in my arms, yet you're two million miles away.
It's the yearning of you to come back once more, yet I'm aware of the odds.
It's like loving one softly, yet you're screaming within.
It's like the feeling of compression, compression of sadness, so that I can let you go.
It's like this, It's like that.
It's like today, it's like yesterday, and so will tomorrow.
the time is 4:01 AM
It's like being within a sea of people, yet you feel like you're alone.
It's like the feeling of lost and pain only after the person leaves.
It's like cheering as a team, yet you feel like you're shouting.
It's like the feeling of trying to lean on someone, yet everyone walks away.
It's like the hope of you tracing your gaze at my back, yet you barely look my way.
It's like trying to be strong within your presence, only to watch the wind catch my tears.
It's like hugging you for the last time, letting you be carried away by fate.
It's the feeling of you being in my arms, yet you're two million miles away.
It's the yearning of you to come back once more, yet I'm aware of the odds.
It's like loving one softly, yet you're screaming within.
It's like the feeling of compression, compression of sadness, so that I can let you go.
It's like this, It's like that.
It's like today, it's like yesterday, and so will tomorrow.
the time is 4:01 AM