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10:31:13 | 2001-03-16
and I wanted so bad for you to love me
that I wanted to become a bird with wings.
how can I live with my heart exposed? how does one dance on air?
I am living through myriad pictures of my own thoughts.
you touched me without even feeling my skin
you drew my breath without even looking into my eyes
and I melted into you without even thinking that I might drown,
without even looking before I jumped.
and hitting the cold ground hurts so much
that you don't even know. and you promised me never to
make my eyes burn and my tears to run but promises are made to be broken
and you certainly did a fine job crashing these.
so who will want me now that I'm ripped,
who could possibly see that my love has room for another owner?
but it's over now and I must move on.
I would've given you the world
but it wasn't mine to give and you walked away
saying that love is around the corner
and you weren't meant to stay.